Word: brained
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...argued famed Clarence Darrow, pallid attorney for the defense, "is to save his life." He spoke painstakingly of the fact that this was no ordinary murder trial but rather a trial of racial prejudices vs. impartial justice. Said he, "We are born into this world with a brain of putty, with no knowledge of color, no antipathies against black men, but as soon as we are born, people around us begin planting prejudices in our minds. . . . I haven't any doubt but that everyone of you jurymen is prejudiced. We are all prejudiced...
...GREAT GOD BROWN - An expressionistic work by Eugene O'Neill in which a rich man appropriates the poor man's brain...
...Merry" is, in fact, preeminently a dancing show. It is for her dancing that Miss Marle Saxon has, temporarily at least, usurped that corner of this Senior's mind ostensibly reserved for the Scotch imitators of Chaucer. When she sang, in a pleasingly pretty fashion, we found our inner brain pondering, despite ourselves, on the virtues of Dryden's prose style. When she spoke, in a delightfully mellifluous drawl, we could not entirely forget the family life of Milton, but when she danced--divisionals, oh yes, when does that examination come, and if so, what...
...Herr President was likewise gladdened to receive from Oriental couriers a picture framed in solid gold encrusted with exquisite ivory mosaic work. Upon the canvas shone the portrait of a sovereign whose dark handsome features and calm imperious brow do not betray the daredevil brain within. A field marshal's uniform and the crown jewels of Persia served further to disguise this likeness of the Shahinshah Riza Shah Pahlavi, "the King of Kings," a onetime Russo-Persian adventurer, who recently overthrew the Kajar dynasty (TIME, Nov. 9, PERSIA) and has established himself on the throne of Persia with a civil...
...intent upon his thoughts, did not notice the blue steel muzzle trained upon his temple. As a band struck up the Fascist hymn, "Giovinezza," he threw back his head and fixed his eyes on a staff flying the Italian flag. The bullet sped, but not into Signor Mussolini's brain. He had thrown back his head sufficiently so that it pierced only the tip of his nostrils. Tiny stinging powder burns seared his cheek, his lips...