Word: bask
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...general, he offers a prescription and a characterization. The prescription: "A sufficiency, or rather, let us so name it, a glut, of love dealings, no matter whether they should turn out to be joyful or disastrous, will increase his power to write." The characterization: "All writers, even those who bask in the splendor of a 15th reprinting, remain mentally unbalanced." After a lifelong career blowing literary soap bubbles, Writer Cabell feels lucky to "sink, cackling thinly, into an amiable senescence...
When Dr. William Grey Walter of Bristol, England created his first mechanical turtles, Elmer and Elsie (TIME, March 27, 1950), he made them happy beasties. With their photoelectric eyes they could seek out the dim light that was suitable to bask in as well as the bright light that led them to their food, i.e., electric current to recharge their batteries. When they bumped into obstacles, they knew how to back away on their electrically driven wheels and try a different angle...
...Groaners for the good old days could bask in the rosy gloom of the Victoria and Albert Museum, where 456 "Masterpieces of Victorian Photography" were displayed. "There is some danger," warned the London Times solemnly, "of certain of these early photographs being overpraised." Praiseworthy or not, they brought back the past on a collodion plate...
...painting skill. He had done the Resurrection, Spencer said, for a very simple reason: "If you are going to paint anything good, you've got to link up with something good . . . something holy. What's holier than the dead and the idea of their coming back to bask in life, another kind of life...
...their photoelectric eyes, they creep toward a lamp or the fireplace. When they hit an obstacle they stop, growl faintly, back away and try again at a slightly different angle. Their wanderings often take them all over the house. When they reach a light of the proper intensity, they bask under it blissfully in photoelectric euphoria...