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...weak-willed and guilt-ridden, may succumb so completely, says Psychiatrist Fredrick Redlich, Yale's new medical dean (TIME, March 24), that they say what they sense their interrogator wants to hear. This can confound even highly trained psychiatrists. Truth drugs, says Redlich, put patients in "a twilight zone where it is very difficult to tell truth from fantasy." Some people, in fact, can lie at will under the truth drugs. In an experiment that pretty much proved this, the New York State Psychiatric Institute and Hospital supplied volunteers with a readymade lie, promised them $5 apiece if they...
...twilight of honor, he was made Earl of Beaconsfield and moved to the House of Lords. "I am dead," said Dizzy, "dead but in the Elysian fields." The irreverence reached right to the brink of the grave. All his life he had captivated older women; he married and lived happily with one twelve years his senior. Queen Victoria, grieving over her lost Prince Albert, was his last and greatest spiritual conquest. As Disraeli lay dying at 76, a courier from the Queen asked if she could come visit him. "It is better not," he said. "She would only...
...traveled before (34 objects toured the U.S. in 1961-62), their Parisian trip was arranged with unprecedented showmanship by that esthetic Barnum. Culture Minister André Malraux. After first viewing a roomful of statuary entitled "The Theban Cradle of the Child King," the visitor accompanies the boy on his twilight journey from death and burial to resurrection and fusion with Osiris, god of the dead. In a dimly lit Salle Royale hung with blue velvet, glows the gold funeral chair, with its big-horned sacred cows for armrests, that was made to carry Tut on his postmortal trip. The room...
...Vienna has its surviving spirits, none sturdier than Heimito von Doderer, at 70 Austria's foremost novelist. A courtly and playful Viennese, Von Doderer remembers with fondness the city as it was half a century ago. The Waterfalls of Slunj is his love song to that twilight time, the first of an intended four-volume epic. The author is neither moralizing nor sentimental, and his book approaches no more than an old man's reminiscent glow. This is how Vienna was. These are the people who coursed its cobbled streets under the gaslights-denizens of a far less...
...description of the village in the west of Ireland where Time Lost takes place, and for the large part of an hour the same might be said of the film itself. Manny Winn's camera captures the fairy lights that delicately image the immanence of the Celtic twilight. And John Addison's murmuring, warm-weird music summons forth the cold green spirit of the place like ould St. Patrick's pipe itself...