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Pascal's father began his son's education with a course of reading in ancient languages. When the nine-year-old Pascal inquired as to the nature of geometry, he was told that it was the study of shapes and forms. The boy immediately proceeded to discover for himself the first 32 theorems of Euclid—in the correct order. The elder Pascal saw that it was no use attempting to steer his son away from mathematics and allowed him to pursue his studies as he wished.
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Dr. Thomas Morell (1703-1784), the librettist of many of Handel's works, was roused at five o'clock one morning by the composer, who had come in his carriage some distance from London. Handel, then engaged in composing an oratorio, asked him: "Vat de devil means de vord 'billow'?" The doctor, laughing at the trivial reason for his interrupted sleep, explained that a billow was a wave upon the sea. "Oh, de vave!" Handel exclaimed, and promptly bade his coachman return to London, without so much as another word to the doctor.
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Entering a crowded restaurant with a companion, Gregory Peck found no table available. "Tell them who you are," murmured the friend. "If you have to tell them who you are, you aren't anybody," said Peck.
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As Nellie Oleson, the bad seed on "Little House on the Prairie," Alison Arngrim earned the enmity of many fanatic viewers. "I was in a Christmas parade," she once recalled, "and all of a sudden - thwack! - I was hit on the head with a McDonald's orange soda. The cup was half full. Still had the lid and the straw. And I thought, 'Oh, man, somebody hates me enough to give up their orange soda!'"
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Looking around for a suitable way of serving the community, H. Ross Perot decided that he would give a Christmas present to every American prisoner-of-war in Vietnam. Accordingly, thousands of parcels were wrapped and packed, and a fleet of Boeing 707s was chartered to deliver them to Hanoi. Then the message came from the government of Vietnam—no such gesture could be considered during the course of the bloody war, which was then at its height. Perot argued. The Vietnamese replied that any charity was impossible while American B-52s were devastating Vietnamese villages. "No problem," Perot replied. He would hire an expert American construction company to rebuild anything the Americans had knocked down.
The puzzled Vietnamese became inscrutable, and declined to continue this dialogue. Christmas drew closer, the parcels remained undelivered. Finally in despair Perot took off in his chartered fleet and flew to Moscow where his aides posted the parcels, one at a time, at the Moscow Central post office. They were delivered intact. |
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Cool Compliment
Isaac Asimov, noted for his prolific output, once attended a cocktail party well-stocked with other writers. "When," he asked one, "will you be publishing your next book, Miss Coolidge?" "When," Miss Coolidge wryly replied, "will you not be publishing your next book, Mr. Asimov?" |
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Fleming's Suit
"As a young man paying court to his future wife, [the famous Canadian engineer Sir Sandford Fleming] one day chose what seemed to him a fine piece of cloth and had his tailor in Toronto make him a suit from it. This he donned and started for an Easter visit to the distant home of his fiance. He was charmed with the merry parties he encountered all the way on the train to Prescott and thence on the stage to his destination, but was unconscious of the cause of amusement until the young lady answered his knock at the door, when she screamed with hilarity at the sight of his suit. It was a bright pink!" (Like Sir Humphrey Davy, who had a similar experience with his hosiery, Fleming was color blind) |
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Dale Earnhardt: HANS Device
Though many racing experts touted the HANS (head and neck safety) helmet-restraint system at the turn of the millennium, NASCAR driver Dale Earnhardt was not among them. "Earnhardt was pretty much the ringleader against it," racing journalist Ed Hinton recalled. "He once refered to the HANS device as, quote, 'that damned noose.' His commonsense told him if you wore straps around your helmet and you got in a crash it was going to hang you. So he refered to it as the noose because he thought it was going to kill him rather than save him... "He sat right here in Indianapolis [in August 2000] and he looked me in the eye and, with a lot of people present, he said, 'I'm comfortable the way I've got my stuff rigged, and I have not pulled my brain stem loose and I've hit the wall many times.' I have not pulled my brain stem loose - his exact words... And I looked him back in the eye and my thought was, 'Yet.'" Tragically, Dale Earnhardt died after hitting the wall during the Daytona 500 in February 2001. The cause of Earnhardt's death? "Basilar skull fracture from restrained torso, unrestrained head." |
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In later life Pablo Picasso visited an exhibition of children's drawings. He observed, "When I was their age, I could draw like Raphael, but it took me a lifetime to learn to draw like them."
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Watts Riot?
When (in 1896) the poet and critic Theodore Watts added his mother's surname(Dunton) to his own, Whistler, unimpressed, sent a letter skewering his friend's arrogance: "Theodore," it read, "Watts Dunton?" |
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