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...must have been the happiest or the luckiest man alive. As a boy he felt trapped in working-class Blackpool, the Coney Island of England, and so won a scholarship to Cambridge. He loved jazz and American movies, so he got a grant to study at Yale and Harvard, and within a year the most famous person in the world, Charlie Chaplin, asked him to collaborate on a screenplay. He chafed under authority, so he got the BBC to let him do a Letter from America, in which he'd talk for 15 minutes a week on whatever he liked...
...live on a day-by-day basis, catching only what food they need and leaving little behind by way of art, jewelry, possessions, or material goods. Nevertheless, Everett describes them as both “firmly committed to the pragmatic concept of utility” and some of the happiest people he has ever known—unsettlingly echoing the colonialist stereotype of the ignorant but blissful savage.Most of the first part of “Don’t Sleep” is concerned with recounting the author’s more memorable experiences. Everett, who has spent much...
...grounded movement. The 71-year-old woman then suddenly got up with a smile. “I’m sorry I’m laughing, but I’m happy,” she said. “I’m one of the happiest people I know.”She lengthened the arch of her back and began to dance on the stage. She extended her hands, she pulled them in. She stepped back to the right, she stepped forward. A rhythmic sequence unfurled while she told the spellbound signer translating on stage right...
Frederick could not help singing as he dressed that morning. It was good to be back home in England.“I am the happiest creature in the world,” he thought. “Others may have believed themselves to be the beneficiaries of such happiness before. They are fools.” He whistled stray phrases of some half-remembered hymn as he walked down the hall. “How hollow my former joys seem to me now.” He paused before a mirror, and beamed at the picture of poetry...
...when she is surrounded by her crazy brides. However, it’s always disappointing to realize that, just because you are white, you will never be able to dance like her back-up singers do in the end. If I could moonwalk, I’d be the happiest girl in the world. Yet the whole moment of dance-induced euphoria is kind of ruined when Perry returns with the zebra. What the fuck is up with the zebra? —Brianne Corcoran