Word: chasms
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...brow drops blood, His side is torn, His hands have nail prints, His feet are bruised, His heart is bleeding, and He throws his emaciated body across the gaping chasm between justice and mercy, and cries...
...sinister caricatures tagged with unforgettable names (Waugh is probably the most inspired creator of synthetic surnames since Charles Dickens). There were Lady Circumference and her numskull son, little Lord Tangent; Mrs. Beste-Chetwynde (later Lady Margot Metroland) and her son, Peter Pastmaster; Sir Alastair Digby-Vaine-Trumpington and Viola Chasm. This glittering, blandly selfish, pretentiously stupid upper-class riffraff was to romp through most of Waugh's later books, sharing their futile power for pointless and appalling mischief with such later creations as raffish, rascally Basil Seal, motorbiking Father Rothschild (a member of a younger branch of the banking...
...enough. The University must stagger the fall increase itself, so that most of it is borne by those who can best afford it. This means holding as many rooms as possible in the low price-range, within reach of "marginal" students who even now are close to a financial chasm. The problem is admittedly difficult, but if the University takes considerate and forthright action to find the least painful solution, its good faith in rent policy will not be called into question...
...local differences to a vast national scale, where Hindus and Moslems secured desperately needed government jobs mainly on a religion basis, till in the ensuing bitterness and frustration a power maniac like Jinnah could suddenly leap out of the shadows and, screaming wildly, lead hundreds of thousands over the chasm's edge. . . . We have made our mistakes, but history will record that a great portion of the guilt lies on that "admirable" power now so "benign in her twilight...
...Cliffhangers. A Study of History is dominated by an image of genius. The view is of the chasm of precipitous time. On its sheer rock walls, as the eye of the spectator adjusts itself to the somber light of human history, are seen the bodies of climbers. Some, prone and inert, lie on the ledges to which they have hurtled to death. Some dangle, arrested, over the void as they cling by their fingernails to cliffs too steep for their exhausted strength to scale. Above these, a few still strain upward in a convulsive effort to attain a height hidden...