Word: aquarium
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...Zoology Professor H. W. Lissmann of Cambridge, England, a friend in West Africa sent a small, odd fish with the impressive name Gymnarchus niloticus. It swam forward and backward with equal facility, and it carried a mysterious object m its fingerlike tail. Professor Lissmann put the fish in an aquarium, and admired its skill in avoiding obstacles even when swimming backward. The fish's strange tail, he thought, seemed to be acting like a natural radar...
Malraux believes that nobody is really in a position to understand modern art: "A fish is badly placed for judging what the aquarium looks like from the outside." Actually, Malraux approaches the whole history of art from the inside, gets his best insights by studying the beliefs and aspirations that have formed it. For that reason, his book offers few easy generalities, makes difficult reading. But when the easy chatter of the popularizers has faded away, students may still be puzzling out Malraux...
Then the two men returned to Conference Room No. 2. With its huge glass windows, against which television and newsreel cameras pressed their curious eyes, Room 2 looked remarkably like a big aquarium. As Charles Malik started to speak, the other delegates stopped chattering: he is one of U.N.'s most respected delegates. He spoke without prepared text, his big hands cutting...
...market for hookah pipes in Nicaragua. Its archives contain patents for ornithopters (beating-wing flying machines) and a "pedal calorenticator" (a flexible rubber tube reaching from the nostrils to the inside of the shoes; the wearer can warm his feet merely by exhaling). In its basement is an aquarium left over from the Bureau of Fisheries (now under the Department of the Interior) where catfish, a man-eating piranha and a two-headed turtle sport and splash and amuse small boys...
...lantern-jawed singer with baby-doll bangs and a piano player with a floppy polka-dot bow tie opened and closed their mouths like goldfish sending up bubbles from the bottom of a murky aquarium. The sound of their voices was drowned out by the thumping and puffing of six poker-faced young men behind them, who played their instruments with loud, emotionless precision. In the darkness out front several hundred listeners crowded around small tables, stood three deep at the bar, or sat in straight-backed chairs in an upholstered bull pen. On the mirror in the far corner...