Word: corking
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...writing down what he found with mingled love and horror. When he died in 1922, he left a mountain of legends about himself-of the fabulous invalid who nearly always wrote in bed, with his manuscript propped on his knees; of the Paris room whose walls were lined with cork to deaden all sound of the world outside. Besides his monumental Remembrance of Things...
...feigning illness he could avoid parental discipline, Proust had suffered from asthma. The illness was, he knew, at least partly "a nervous habit," and though it struck him severely through most of his adult life, he refused to submit to thoroughgoing treatment. Instead, he isolated himself in his cork-lined room. Stung by the Dreyfus affair and aroused to literary ambitions, he found himself "weary of insincerity and friendship, which are almost the same thing." After his mother's death in 1905, the shaken, 34-year-old Proust withdrew from society more & more...
...best of Séan O'Faoláin's stories belong with those of Chekhov. This 48-year-old Irishman, born in Cork, fought in Ireland's Civil War and afterwards, in Midsummer Night Madness, wrote a series of haunting stories about it. They had the hard authenticity of firsthand pictures of war and revolution, with none of the drab, repetitious prose that is now almost a trademark of war novels. His themes were as subtle as Turgenev's, with clear and vivid pictures of action, but the distinction of his work was its fine...
...President good-naturedly took the hint and held a press conference the next day under a cork tree-his first since the exhausting election campaign. He reported on his physical condition. He weighed 173 lbs. "bedside," he told reporters. He was tanned and relaxed. Correspondent Tom Reynolds of the New Dealing Chicago Sun-Times reported: "He speaks now with tones of authority . . . confident of his mandate." From his cracker-barrel perch on the arch-Republican New York Sun, Columnist H. I. Phillips wrote reassuringly: "I think Harry's hat still fits . . . and that always in his ear he hears...
...atop a flying-saucer body. He had an aspirin tablet for an eye and a built-in cigarette, but "no ears-radar perception; no stomach -no limit on drinking; no legs-walking, what's that?" Second prize (an egg) was won by Julian Everett of Manhattan for a cork-calved, swivel-eared robot whose right hand was a "clam digger for getting," his left a "built-in money box for keeping." Among the items of special equipment: an inner-view mirror (to keep an eye on his ulcers...