Word: aristocratically
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...charm of this book lies in Author Marceau's devotion to his extraordinary characters-a devotion that enables him to make them not merely funny but amazingly human as well. Haughty aristocrat, aping student, money-loving businessman, dim-witted girl-by the time Marceau has done with them, all have shed their comical trappings, and walk the world in the shape of broken hearts...
...River waters. This summer, trouble flared along East Pakistan's ill-marked borders, and once again Pakistan's Moslem Leaguers whooped it up for holy war. Customarily, any politician who talks on India in conciliatory tones risks political suicide. But Feroz Khan Noon, the tall, Oxford-educated aristocrat who became Pakistan's seventh Prime Minister last winter, decided that such irresponsible fire-breathing had gone on too long. Bluntly warning that "U.S. military aid will stop if Pakistan talks in terms of war," Noon challenged the zealots: "If you think you can wage a war with India...
...that needed saying, and even if he'd tried, the style would have been in the way. Of course, Morris was a bit naive. He hadn't translated literature into an ontological entity, and terms like "rendition" seemed little more than post facto price tags on genius. Morris, an aristocrat beneath the talcum powder, objected to the idea of fiction which has been the kept woman of the bourgeoise, the Critics. And James was really a critic writing handbooks...
...that needed saying, and even if he'd tried, the style would have been in the way. Of course, Morris was a bit naive. He hadn't translated literature into an ontological entity, and terms like "rendition" seemed little more than post facto price tags on genius. Morris, an aristocrat beneath the talcum powder, objected to the idea of fiction which has been the kept woman of the bourgeoise, the Critics. And James was really a critic writing handbooks...
Portia side-stepped into the Porcellian doorway (to the red-eyed dismay of a vanishing aristocrat who had chanced to the building in high hopes of a little wit and bourbon). She was just in time to avoid a pack of Summer School girls prowling the walk in search of males. "Mouse-trap," "parietal rules," and "sports car" drifted back from their grim and whispered ruminations...