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...sits down there on her podium and I do all the work. It just isn't fair. I work so hard so many nights and go without lunch all the time and she comes in and has her picture taken and gets all of the glory." She wept...
...trashiest: two heavyhanded pieces of political propaganda by Communist Painter André Fougeron. One, called Atlantic Civilization, had all the artistic merit of a low-class comic strip; it showed a soldier shooting from a brassy U.S. automobile while a bloated capitalist looked on gloatingly and the proletariat wept over their coffins. Le Figaro called Fougeron's work an "imbecility," and it was too much even for Communist Poet Louis Aragon, who wrote in Les Lettres Françaises: "Fougeron's works are hastily and clumsily painted . . . We must tell André Fougeron, 'Stop here...
...broadcast. He would sit on his bed as the music played, eyes blazing as if he were on the podium, conducting energetically and singing the music to himself. When he came to a particularly affecting passage in Beethoven's Ninth Symphony or his Missa Solemnis, Toscanini sometimes wept openly. Tears rolling down his cheeks, he would sit back and murmur to himself. "I cannot believe it. I cannot imagine such a man [as Beethoven...
...Franz Liszt sighed as Misia Sert played the piano, "Ah, if only I could still play like that." Grieg asked her to play the Peer Gynt Suite with him. Ibsen presented her with his autographed portrait. Mallarme wrote poems to her. Verlaine read her his verse and wept. Toulouse Lautrec painted her picture, then tickled the soles of her feet with his brush. Bonnard did murals for her salon. Picasso made her godmother to his first child. Proust called her beautiful. Maillol asked her to pose for sculpture. "In you the image of immortality seems achieved," he wrote her. "There...
...political stage. Resolutely he resisted the prosecutor, who came to interrogate him in preparation for a trial. "I refuse to be questioned by you or by anyone else," cried Mossadegh. Sometimes he simply pretended to fall asleep. He demanded to see a lawyer-to draw up his will. He wept in the old abundance, and once he cried, "Kill me now!" He wanted permission to see some old friends and henchmen, and when this demand was rejected, Mossy announced to the captain of the guard that he was going on a hunger strike. "I will fast to death," he vowed...