Category: people

Vladimir Zeldin was called back from the front in World War II by Stalin himself, because a film Zeldin was shooting wasn’t finished yet. He went on to join the company of the Red Army Theatre in Moscow, where he performed for 71 years.

“Mrs. Babbitt wrote or illustrated more than two dozen books, among them Kneeknock Rise (1970), a recipient of the Newbery Honor. But she was best known for Tuck Everlasting, a volume that became required reading in many schools and a favorite of children and parents alike. Novelist Anne Tyler once described it as ‘one of the best books ever written – for any age.'”

“I’m an artist, not a priest. I’m not saying this is right or wrong, I’m raising questions,” to which the audience flooded him with applause. He responded to that by declaring “I don’t give a damn shit about it,” which was met him with more applause which he obliged with more swearing, saying “take it or fuck it.”

“He’d be utterly exasperating if he weren’t so entertaining, if his films weren’t so good, and if all his tall tales were not by and large true.”

She won her first Tony for playing the Titanic survivor in the Meredith Wilson musical – and her second for Private Lives by Noël Coward, who first discovered her way back when.

“It was just part of our deal that I would leave bits of him in all the houses I visit,” reads a message attributed to Mr. Kaiser in a Facebook post last month about a trip he had taken during the summer to a Colorado opera house. “The MET is next, late next month.”

For his part, Dylan sounds genuinely bemused by the whole ruckus. It is as if he can’t quite fathom where all the headlines have come from, that others have somehow been over-reacting.

In 1971, three years after the suicide of her Brazilian partner, the still-grieving poet came to Harvard to fill in for the on-sabbatical Robert Lowell. There she fell for the 27-year-old house secretary – with her “blue blue blue” eyes – of the dorm where Bishop was staying.

“I couldn’t believe it when I first read for Paula, because I had never seen a breakdown of a character that described me so well, physically, for television and film. It just doesn’t happen. The casting directors sent me the audition scripts, and I remember saying to my husband while reading them, I feel these people have bugged my apartment.”

“Eric Smidt was a peddler’s son, rattling through the morning light in his father’s van, hawking jewelry, tape and electrical cords in the San Fernando Valley. He endured a troubled home life and spent two years in an orphanage. But a restless need for the flash of a deal made him a rich man.”