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a2af7a4 One of Michael's favourite pastimes was hauling books down from his shelves and reading to me, or pointing out comments he had made on the flyleaves. The astringent Brigid Brophy never failed to amuse him. Her invective, he claimed, "would put anybody in a good temper. It's my favourite cure for any kind of depression." Michael read out a newspaper clipping reporting an apology concerning something Brophy had written that the press council .. Carl Rollyson
c989b76 Walter also kept himself going by keeping an account book recording his earnings, starting from the first day he showed up on a movie set. He liked to turn the pages and see the entries for $7.50 until he got to one in which he had written "with giddy gayness" $15.00 for one day's work. Subsequent pages still had entries for $7.50, but more frequently, he noted earnings of $50.00 and $75.00, after which the pay continued to increase. But he.. Carl Rollyson
deefb74 Did these two actors, both quite conservative, see the parallels between Norton and studio moguls like Sam Goldwyn? Did Norton's private police force suggest to these men who began as extras the incipient fascism of the system they had endured? In Brennan's case, the answer is probably yes. Years later, reminiscing about the Hollywood studio system, he told a television director that the studio guard was among "the feared men in Hollywood.".. Carl Rollyson
b876b58 The Thatcher/Major years, as far as Michael was concerned, had wrecked the world that the 1945 Labour landslide had inaugurated. Shortly after the incident with Major, Michael traveled to Manchester from his constituency in Wales. The trip required a change of trains in Abergavenny: I used to go down there when I first got to that part of the world--1930s in the Monmouth constituency was the first place I fought a campaign. Abergavenny was .. Carl Rollyson
8ee3c0e January 23: DiMaggio drives Marilyn to Boston to meet with Henry Rosenfeld, a dress manufacturer and potential investor in Marilyn Monroe Productions. Rosenfeld declines to become a major contributor, although Greene secures some funds to support Marilyn at the Gladstone, to which she and DiMaggio return the same day. Carl Rollyson
898dccd January 23: Joe Wolhandler of Rogers & Cowan, public relations, writes to tell Marilyn he has denied several rumors, including the report that she is--or is not--adopting a baby, and that she is entering a clinic in Houston, Texas. In a postscript, he adds, "I AM IN THE BUSINESS 20 YEARS AND I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW THESE THINGS HAPPEN." Carl Rollyson
85f4314 CR] Do you think John Smith would have done as well as Blair? [MF] Yes--better in some ways. He had better links with the Labour Party. There are some things he [Blair] seems to be careless about. Carl Rollyson
0140787 January 26: Marilyn arrives on the set on time at 7:00 a.m., but then departs abruptly in full makeup two hours later. Producer Buddy Adler looks at the rushes and is shocked. Marilyn looks overweight, and he dislikes her chalky white makeup, similar to what she used in Bus Stop. Carl Rollyson
a24a686 January 26: Kazan asks Miller to escort Marilyn to a party that Charles Feldman is hosting in honor of Miller. Miller and Marilyn spend time together visiting bookshops and going on a picnic. He watches her delight in reading an e.e. cummings poem. Carl Rollyson
b1a78be January 26: Marilyn is invited to attend the Foreign Press Association's First Annual International Film Festival at the Club Del Mar in Santa Monica and creates a sensation by wearing an Idaho potato burlap bag designed for her by Billy Travilla. Carl Rollyson
3181ffb January 26: The Independent Theater Owners of Arkansas confer on Marilyn the "State's Most Popular Movie Actress" award." Carl Rollyson
643b528 January 26: The studio suspends Marilyn again. Carl Rollyson
d18cf7e January 26: Journalist George Carpozi Jr. interviews Marilyn at the Gladstone Hotel. He is accompanied by photographer George Miller, who accompanies Marilyn, dressed in a dark fur coat, on a walk through Central Park. She drives with DiMaggio to Cooperstown, New York, to see his induction into the Baseball Hall of Fame. They also visit his brother Dominic and Dominic's wife Emily, who are living near Boston. Carl Rollyson
11dccc9 Later, when she examined her feeling of annoyance, Irene admitted, a shade reluctantly, that it arose from a feeling of being outnumbered, a sense of aloneness, in her adherence to her own class and kind; not merely in the great thing of marriage, but in the whole pattern of her life as well. Nella Larsen
188942e She could neither conform nor be happy in her unconformity. This she saw clearly now, and with cold anger at all the past futile effort. What a waste! Nella Larsen
7be5db1 What right, she kept demanding of herself, had Clare Kendry to expose her, or even Gertrude Martin, to such humiliation, such downright insult? Nella Larsen
2cd6a97 And mingled with her disbelief and resentment was another feeling, a question. Why hadn't she spoken that day? Why, in the face of Bellew's ignorant hate and aversion, had she concealed her own origin? Why had she allowed him to make his assertions and express his misconceptions undisputed? Why, simply because of Clare Kendry, who had exposed her to such torment, had she failed to take up the defense of the race to which she belonged? Nella Larsen
944003b Helga Crane was silent, feeling a mystifying yearning which sang and throbbed in her. Nella Larsen
9a1f48e Brian darling, I'm really not such an idiot that I don't realize that if a man calls me a nigger it's his fault the first time, but mine if he has the opportunity to do it again. Nella Larsen
11a4945 She said: "It's funny about 'passing.' We disapprove of it and at the same time condone it. It excites our contempt and yet we rather admire it. We shy away from it with an odd kind of revulsion, but we protect it." Nella Larsen
367db6f After all these years to still blame her like this. Hadn't his success proved that she'd been right in insisting that he stick to his profession right there in New York? Couldn't he see, even now, that it had been best? Not for her, oh no, not for her--she had never really considered herself--but for him and the boys. Was she never to be free of it, that fear which crouched, always, deep down within her, stealing away the sense of security,.. Nella Larsen
dd7d9eb It wasn't now, as it had been once, that she was afraid that he would throw everything aside and rush off to that remote place of his heart's desire. He wouldn't, she knew. He was fond of her, loved her, in his slightly undemonstrative way. And there were the boys. It was only that she wanted him to be happy, resenting, however, his inability to be so with things as they were, and never acknowledging that, though she did want him to be happ.. Nella Larsen
52c634a The chagrin which she had felt at her first failure to subvert this latest manifestation of his discontent had receded, leaving in its wake an uneasy depression. Were all her efforts, all her labors, to make up to him that one loss, all her silent striving to prove to him that her way had been best, all her ministrations to him, all her outward sinking of self, to count for nothing in some unperceived sudden moment? And if so, what, then, w.. Nella Larsen
77a875a If it hadn't been for that, I'd have gone on to the end, never seeing any of you. But that did something to me, and I've been so lonely since! You can't know. Not close to a single soul. Never anyone to really talk to. Nella Larsen
66d4b34 This, Irene told her, was the year 1927 in the city of New York, and hundreds of white people of Hugh Wentworth's type came to affairs in Harlem, more all the time. So many that Brian had said: "Pretty soon the colored people won't be allowed in at all, or will have to sit in Jim Crowed sections." Nella Larsen
448e4b1 It's only deserters like me who have to be afraid of freaks of nature. Nella Larsen
8e40bb6 It's easy for a Negro to 'pass' for white. But I don't think it would be so simple for a white person to 'pass' for colored. Nella Larsen
09756e4 Almost she wished she could die. Not quite. It wasn't that she was afraid of death, which had, she thought, its picturesque aspects. It was rather that she knew she would not die. And death, after the debacle, would but intensify its absurdity. Also, it would reduce her, Helga Crane, to unimportance, to nothingness. Even in her unhappy present state, that did not appeal to her. Nella Larsen
fd9b89a When I was younger, I remember taking pride in people's well-meaning remarks: "You're so lucky that no one would ever know!" or "You don't even look like a guy!" or "Wow! You're prettier than most 'natural' women!" They were all backhanded compliments, acknowledging my beauty while also invalidating my identity as a woman. To this day, I'm told in subtle and obvious ways that I am not "real," meaning that I am not, nor will I ever be, a cis.. Janet Mock
4922673 Yet she had continued to try not only to teach but to befriend those happy singing children, whose charm and distinctiveness the school was so surely ready to destroy. Nella Larsen
7101bee As if aware of her desire and her hesitation, Clare remarked thoughtfully: "You know, 'Rene, I've often wondered why more colored girls, girls like you and Margaret Hammer and Esther Dawson and--oh, lots of others--never 'passed' over." Nella Larsen
c798209 And she was interesting, an odd confusion of wit and intense earnestness; a vivid and remarkable person. Nella Larsen
84ca4eb she regarded with an astonishment that had in it a mild degree of amusement the violence of the feelings which it stirred in her. Nella Larsen
5464541 How stupid she had been ever to have thought that she could marry and perhaps have children in a land where every dark child was handicapped at the start by the shroud of color! She saw, suddenly, the giving birth to little, helpless, unprotesting Negro children as a sin, an unforgivable outrage. More black folk to suffer indignities. More dark bodies for mobs to lynch. blacks race race-relations racism Nella Larsen
24a8251 She laughed and the ringing bells in her laugh had a hard metallic sound. Nella Larsen
7155a9d At the core of this movement were Langston Hughes, Wallace Thurman, Countee Cullan, Nella Larsen, Jessie Remon Fauset, Jean Toomer, Arna Bontemps, and Zora Neale Hurston. Captivating History
d167e82 The social problems, of course, were not solved. A solution to these can be anticipated only when all men look alike, hold the same views, or are so apathetic that it no longer matters. T. R. Fehrenbach
4fd2fc1 And domestic leaders of the Democratic Party were totally unfit by training and inclination for playing roles in foreign affairs. T. R. Fehrenbach
f227784 I will not allow myself to be worse than my fellows. Anne Brontë
47f57c6 More often than not, though, no further mention was made about the fate of the prisoners. I wondered to myself what happened to these people? After months of digging, I learned the ugly truth, which is also addressed in this book. nonfiction southwestern-american-culture Noel Marie Fletcher
fb1c3c4 A hardness such as this is taught by rough experience and despair alone. Anne Brontë
ef1ab36 But the object of primitive interchanges of blows between armed men was not the killing of a mass of people in battle or the robbing and razing of their village- but rather the singling out of a few live captives for ceremonial slaughter, and eventually serving up in a cannibal feast, itself a magico-religious rite. Once the city came into existence, with its collective increase in power in every department, this whole situation underwent a.. Lewis Mumford
b667a38 know that taking a long walk was his preferred way to have a serious conversation. It turned out that he wanted me to write a biography of him. I had recently published one on Benjamin Franklin and was writing one about Albert Einstein, and my initial reaction was to wonder, half jokingly, whether he saw himself as the natural successor in that sequence. Because I assumed that he was still in the middle of an oscillating career that had man.. Walter Isaacson
7bddb4f As Rachel ran with her 18-month-old son James Pratt, she was knocked down to the ground by a hoe, dragged by her hair, and separated from her child. She found herself taken to the area where her uncle Benjamin had been mutilated; arrows had been stuck in his body, and passing warriors thrust spears into it. native-americans parker-s-fort southwest texas true-stories western Noel Marie Fletcher