Word: careering
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Thus a career as remarkable as that of any man who has ever served in Congress, a career covering 90 years, two months and two days, eventful from its inception to its end. The mere recital of its milestones is epic...
...Lloyd-George has any thoughts of extending his political career into the future, no one can blame him. The British public might be amused or scandalized, either of which would be undesirable. Moreover, the former premier is faced with a serious problem in practical ethics. Dress, it seems, may be at the same time both moral and immoral, depending on whether the final public judgment agrees with convention or the German enthusiasts. If convention is right, Mr. Lloyd-George should not have been caught by the camera-man in such a Garden-of-Eden setting. But, if the naked culturists...
...deep problem, even for a clever Welshman. Not only his political career, but his moral foundations are slipping under him. And although he may save the first by keeping the film out of England, he cannot escape his conscience, which tells him constantly that, whoever is right, he has done wrong, How Mr. Lloyd-George must regret ever having gone to Germany...
When dirty weather gathers in this book, as it does continually, the seas thunder, spurt, hurl, burst, cascade, career and cannonade. Poops lurch, hatches groan, bulwarks drown, spars shiver, tumults surge, canvas flogs, human limpets cling to wreckage with bleeding nails, battered limbs, frozen hands, grim resolve. It is a fast-sailing tale of clipper days, stoutly and thoroughly rigged from stem to gudgeon, commanded by a cultured swashbuckler from Nova Scotia, a hammer-fisted, hell-bent "bluenose" skipper, with Nietzschean ethics, Vulcanic muscles, the passions of Poseidon, the luck of Lucifer. When his clipper Aphrodite goes down off Patagonia...
...short while ago the original model, an Italian ice cream vendor, died. Since then the artist has searched Europe in vain for one to take his place. This painting of the Christ was to be the great achievement, crowning all others, which was to complete Mr. Branwyn's artistic career. And now it is doomed to remain without a face. For nowhere can he find features with sufficient spirituality to render them of use in his work. Advertisements bring no rewards, all search is vain. Europe, to all intents and purposes, is without the face of a Christ...