Word: booked
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...book-lined Senate Foreign Relations Committee room next morning, Castro talked to 18 Congressmen. Relaxed, amiable and assured, Castro declared: "The July 26 movement is not a Communist movement. Its members are Roman Catholics, mostly." On U.S. investment, he said: "We have no intention of expropriating U.S. property, and any property we take we'll pay for." The Congressmen were charmed-but one of them, Florida's Democratic Senator George Smathers, got up on the Senate floor that afternoon to say: "Castro hasn't yet learned that you can't play ball with the Communists...
...lightning fast in his thinking; a test that takes most students 40 minutes is a five-to-ten-minute affair for Bill. He never had a formal biology course, and quite a bit of the general aptitude tests are based on biology. He said, 'Oh, I got a book and read it.' He can see right to the crux of a matter. He'll be a great research...
Jews are commemorating Passover with chanted prayers and symbolic foods-the bitter herbs, the salt, the unleavened bread. But on one high mountain, near Jerusalem, another people keep their Passover just as the Lord commanded Moses in the Book of Exodus, with the blood of lambs "without blemish" which are eaten in haste, loins girded for the sudden flight. These are the Samaritans...
...years ago Chalk bought Washington's well-hated, strike-bound transit system from Louis Wolfson, who had milked it of millions. Chalk put up only $500,000 of his own money, borrowed $9,100,000, plus a $3,900,000 mortgage, to take over a company with a book value of $27 million. He started out by painting Washington's buses glaring green and coral, installed shapely stewardesses on streetcars, last summer rolled out 100 new buses (67 of them air-conditioned) in a downtown parade with four bands, bathing beauties, clowns, calypso dancers. Hoopla-and hustling service...
What happens to very old writers when they stop writing? In the case of W. Somerset Maugham, now 85, he just goes right on writing. Over the past ten years he has regularly announced his retirement, and now he once more informs the world that his new book, Points of View, is "absolutely my last." A few critics will hope he means it; in longhair circles the old storyteller has almost never been ranked above a sound literary carpenter. Yet few professional writers can honestly say that they do not envy his easy style, his civilized yarner's gift...