Word: childing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...this year of 1957, Congress started a "bring our boys home" cry. The cry is misleadingly worded. Sometimes it sounds like "states rights," and the civil rights bill is gutted. Sometimes it sounds like "economy," and foreign aid is gutted. Above all, it sounds like a young child (Congress) trying to prove its independence of its parents (Ike) by threatening to run away from home (responsibility). We can only hope that men like Henry Kissinger (Nuclear Weapons and Foreign Policy) will, each in his own line, bring us and our Congressmen to a realization of what we are doing before...
...crowd, escorted her to a bus-stop bench, left her. "Go home, you burr head," rasped an adult voice. Elizabeth sat dazed as the crowd moved in. Then Mrs. Grace Lorch, wife of a Little Rock schoolteacher, sat down on the bench and slipped her arm around the child's shoulders. "This is just a little girl," she cried at the crowd. "Next week you'll all be ashamed of yourselves...
...preposterously describes (in her books, champagne bottles are opened with corkscrews). Indeed, she knows nothing of life at all, and refuses to learn. She does not copy from other books: it all comes out of the recesses of her appalling imagination. She is arrogant, vain and unfeeling-a child in a permanent lifelong tantrum. When her huge, ferocious dog kills a small terrier, she insists it was the terrier that attacked; when the critics accurately describe her work as ludicrous, she insists (and firmly believes) that they are spiteful, jealous fools. In short, as one character says...
...brilliant and extremely funny book. At the end of a long life, the pride and pretense that made Angel unbearable in success make her magnificent in failure. Her outrageous behavior is somehow transmuted into tenderness. Ill and dying, she has a moment of believing that she is a child again, back in her mother's tiny grocery shop near the brewery, with factory sirens about to shred the morning air, and all of life lying before her. But then "the panic lifted. Angel was overwhelmed with relief. She realized that it was not to be gone through again; after...
...Lominval, as the young boy grows up, is the dark, beckoning world of the Ardennes forest. And Gaspard himself is marked from birth as another-worldling. At his christening, thunder rumbles in the distance, and a panicked cat scratches the notary's wife. Calamities hound the sweet, shy child-a deer hunter's slug pinks his skull and shatters a bust in the city hall, a truck on which he is perched roars runaway downhill to crash through a cottage. The villagers take muttering notice that no matter how badly such disasters may damage...