Word: aristotelian
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...were relieved to get back to school where at least some of the people over thirty weren't really over thirty (it's only incidentally related to age) and most of the others were far too occupied writing treatises on the differences between Ramist and Aristotelian logic to bait you. Except, of course, for an occasional mini-confrontation with an interested, bespeckled administrator who wanted to know why you had to paint that fence and why you thought your boredom was more profound than that of an eight-year-old who got tired of the same old toys (you never...
...real swinger. He left her his private flat designed for orgies, complete with floor mirrors, and an elaborate camera setup for making movies of all the fun. Copy of Krafft-Ebing in hand, the wide-eyed widow goes through all the paces, developing a real yen for the "Aristotelian perversion." Only a strong, sober and steadfast physician (Jean-Louis Trintignant) is able to set her straight. But-surprise-he digs Aristotle too. That isn't much of a punch line, but then, The Libertine isn't much of a joke. This slick little bit of Italian pornography...
...were relieved to get back to school where at least some of the people over thirty weren't really over thirty (it's only incidentally related to age) and most of the others were far too occupied writing treatises on the differences between Ramist and Aristotelian logic to bait you. Except, of course, for an occasional mini-confrontation with an interested, bespeckled administrator who wanted to know why you had to paint that fence and why you thought your boredom was more profound than that of an eight-year-old who got tired of the same old toys (you never...
There had been an article in Mind and another play-up in, I think, the Aristotelian Society Proceedings; people had been talking about meaning and making an awful mess of it, and we'd been reading them by accident--neither of us knew the other was interested at all--and we started making comments on them. We stood there two hours on the stairway 'till one o'clock. I can remember a bats-wing gas-burner above my head. This was out of kilter and every little while it squealed and I would reach up and try to adjust...
...founding a record company to preserve the music of early New Orleans jazzmen. Inevitably, as the son of the late syndicated columnist Heywood Broun, he became a sportswriter "with a crust of adjectives as thick as barnacles on a pearling lugger."* Then, at 30, bored with the "non-Aristotelian inevitability of August doubleheaders," he decided to take a fling at acting. "I brought to the stage," he recalls, "a keen sense of Thackeray, Dickens and Trollope-and none of Stanislavski...