Word: ardor
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...seem rather inane to characterize Paris Review 10 as a few writers and poets trying very hard to say something. Of course they try to say different things, but that is categorically unimportant. What is significant lies in the ardor and carnestness with which most of the writers try to strike through to some final statement. There to pears to be an acute fear of being misunderstood. If the point of a story is meant to be ambiguous, then it is made murky. If the point is supposed to be clear, then it is made crystal-clear. This general criticism...
...party hierarchy, and Cupic responded by remaining her devoted lover for ten years. Once, before Tito's break with Russia, Ljubinka was sent off to Stalin's old villa on the Black Sea to recover from TB. Even that lengthy separation did not weaken Cupic's ardor. But what time and distance failed to do, party discipline at last accomplished. In 1951 the Yugoslav party (always more puritanical than its Russian counterpart) ordered both Ljubinka and Cupic to clean up their love lives. Cupic, by then an up-and-coming diplomat, married another woman and started raising...
Nunc iterum ver et ardor adest; Musae et Venus placido de caelo Cantabrigiam descenderunt; histriones classici foriter vigescunt. Sed quales Musae nobis? Plautinae? Et qualis Venus? Secunda? Immo edepol severae Musae tragoediae quibus tantum borribiles irae et mortes pallidae placent. Et non Venus benigna inter nos incedit sed illa Venus dirissima quae tantummodo incastos ritus saeviter fovet. O collegium Harvardianum, quale exemplum maestissimum ver et Venus tibi protulit! Ubinam gentium sunt Nymphae Gratiaeque decentes? Cur nihil nisi membra disiecta? Nam hac in Senecae fabula Ration Stoica nihil potest, et ubique regnat Furor et Cupido ct Caedesl Phaedra enim cui voluptas...
Bomb of Our Own. "What ought we to do?" cried Churchill, and paused as if hoping for an answer. "It does not matter so much to old people; they are going soon anyway, but I find it poignant to look at youth in all its activity and ardor and, most of all, to watch little children playing their merry games, and wonder what would lie before them if God wearied of mankind...
...with a little clubhouse and a field with light airplanes on it, people having tea under sunshades, and all that pleasant peaceful scene." Flying then was "something exciting and different, and we all wanted to go up in an airplane. It was of course a two-seater, open-cockpit.job . . . Our ardor might have been damped if our first experience of flying was sitting in a pressurized tube looking out of a small side window with 40 other people . . . There is far more exhilaration, fun and impression of speed in the open cockpit of a Tiger Moth doing 80 m.p.h...