Word: couldn
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Depression. It was cheaper than real art for advertising, but it is betraying its sponsors for all ads now look alike. . . . The boy and girl in their bathing suits being too ecstatic about a case of beer are the same boy and girl on the next page swearing they couldn't live without one of the four cigaret brands that claim to be better than each other...
...groaned with the force of it. it drained the blood from my head and started to blind me. I watched the accelerometer through a deepening haze. . . . I was blind as a bat. I was dizzy as a coot. I looked out at my wings on both sides. I couldn't see them. I couldn't see anything. ... I could feel my guts being sucked down as I fought for sight and consciousness. . . . My eyes felt like somebody had taken them out and played with them and put them back in again...
...excellent staff succeeded in rising to the tide of the Teutonic Plague and making its large number of patients comfortable. He told us that German Measles requires the minimum of medical attention so that he lived safely. Apparently therefore, there is but one bone to pick at present, why couldn't he have let us know earlier...
...erudite Dr. Durrant or the intrepid Carveth Wells or the portly Alexander Woollcott spent there--yet they each got a book out of it." Perhaps, Mr. Franck himself best sums up the value of this book's contribution to knowledge about the Soviet when he adds "You couldn't get the whole truth about the USSR in a single book if you went and lived there until Doomsday. Russia is too big a subject for any one writer." Indeed, this homely philosophy of Mr. Franck's seems right. Franck honestly professes to "know" little about Russia and refrains from uttering...
...Call Peter. Get the Russian to do it. And Peter would rush up like a regiment of Cossacks and fall to as though his life were at stake. Except sometimes, when he appeared to be sketching in a notebook. Then he would be deaf as a stone, and dynamite couldn't move him. The English workmen were afraid of him and kept their distance. "The devil's in that Peter," they would say. "Don't go near him." And on he would scribble, hunched like a great bear on a pile of pig iron...