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...quoted in Robert Sam Anson's new book, Exile, The Unquiet Oblivion of Richard M. Nixon (Simon & Schuster...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nixon: Never Look Back | 8/13/1984 | See Source »

...Cyril Connolly, The Unquiet Grave...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: Love and Loin | 5/30/1983 | See Source »

There is also Latin America's isolation and mournful history: the rise and fall of great pre-Columbian cultures, Spanish colonialism, wars of liberation and the unquiet peace of countless dictators. Colombia's Gabriel Garcia Márquez addressed this past last year when he accepted the 1982 Nobel Prize for Literature from the Swedish Academy: "A reality not of paper, but one that lives within us ... and nourishes a source of insatiable creativity, full of sorrow and beauty." The problem, said the novelist, was how to tell the story. The region's writers found solutions...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Where the Fiction Is Fantastica | 3/7/1983 | See Source »

Marilyn Monroe occupies an unquiet grave. The 20th anniversary of her death has set off a worldwide orgy of necrolatry. While she continues to inspire plays, books and lyrics, the beautiful blond whom Norman Mailer called "the sweet angel of sex" is being all but drowned in a flood of tacky tribute. Boutiques and stores from San Francisco to Rome have found an apparently inexhaustible market for such mementos as life-size cardboard stand-ups, 3-D posters, calendars, bed sheets, shopping bags, masks, hot-water bottles ("Take me to bed. I will keep you warm"), piggy banks, pepper shakers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Living: The Manufacture of Marilyn | 1/24/1983 | See Source »

...simply loves. Great writers are often interminable bores. D.H Lawrence once said that reading Proust was like trying to till a field with knitting needles. Cyril Connolly would not have made his own list. He wrote his line about writers we might miss in a minor book called The Unquiet Grave (1944). He died in 1974. But open the book now, in 1982, and his mordant, elegant light pours out of the volume, alive, into the eye, the waiting, conscious mind...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: We Need More Writers We'd Miss | 7/26/1982 | See Source »

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