Word: eye
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Leipzig brothel. P.D.Q., apparently no relation to the well-known J.S. Bach, an earlier baroque composer, plumbed unprecedented depths of mediocrity during his deservedly short lifetime. He has emerged only recently, thanks to Schickele's undoubtedly well-intentioned efforts, from the obscurity that kept him from the public eye for two happy centuries...
...hours a day to half a dozen tasks at once: arguing for more "cuts" in the magazine, urging extensive coverage of pictorially rich news events, phoning photographers halfway round the world to tell them that their exposure meters need adjustment. "Journalism starts with visual observation," Durniak says. "The eye is the mother of the brain...
...When he was 18 and in the Merchant Marine, William Fertig of Franklinville, N.J., entered the U.S. Public Health Service Hospital on New York City's Staten Island to have an eye defect corrected. But before surgery, Fertig suffered a rare reaction to a widely used general anesthetic. His body temperature rose and remained at 108°, long enough to cause extensive brain damage. As a result, Fertig, now 24, is blind, cannot speak, and is paralyzed from the neck down. After bringing suit against the Federal Government, charging that doctors at the hospital had not monitored the administration...
...does not charge Renoir prices. His ready-to-wear numbers sell for less than $90; his gowns retail for under $200. It was these prices that first caught Mrs. Ford's thrifty eye. "My clothes budget is not large," she cautioned Capraro on his first visit. To give him some idea of her taste, she pulled from her closets "a gray thing that I've loved." "Why, that's mine," said Capraro, recognizing a skirt-and-sweater outfit trimmed with feathers that he had designed while working for De la Renta. Delighted, Mrs. Ford selected twelve outfits...
...that remain in the mind: "As I write, highly civilized human beings are flying overhead, trying to kill me"; "Dickens is one of those writers who are well worth stealing"; "It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen." Where is the reader whose eye could rove from a page with those beginnings...