Word: fears
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...best student writing both at Harvard and at Radcliffe, but the more poor stuff is published, the fewer writers will contribute. It is up to Signature itself to break the vicious circle by campaigning for the material, and its new contest is an important step. But the editors' obvious fear of being called neurotic or esoteric, coupled with their desire to print trash on the assumption that it will appeal to the non-literary student, limits them to the banal and the unimaginative. They would do well to forget about drama and poetry issues, windy articles and superficial literary crusades...
When a native son leaves for Harvard, the folks back home are in constant fear that he will return with the above characteristics plus the additional herrer of a proper Bostonian accent. Of course, he never does adopt any of these features for he knows it would mean complete social ostracism...
...front lines. . . . We learned about night patrols and fear, and a lot of us learned about prayer. I think that was when I decided on my vocation to the Cistercian life, lying in a shallow foxhole listening to a boy mumble 'O Lord! O Lord' as the shells screamed overhead and exploded. ... I realized my faith wasn't so strong, neither was my confidence nor my love. So I prayed to Our Lady to spare me, and promised her to join the Cistercians to learn to love...
Hollywood, which had quailed at Rank's hand-tooled best, did not fear for a moment that his mass-produced best could compete with theirs...
...could scarcely force the plea between his chattering teeth. He was glazed with sweat. ". . . His body assumed without shame the very shape of fear. In his cringing motions, however, there were indications of an extreme fineness of intellect, unfoldings of a lacework of perceptions, of associations, of interpretations, which made the Nazi-Fascists seem like hogs rooting among the simple unimproved beech-mast of the world. No matter how he stooped and wavered, out of his head proceeded mental patterns intricate and brilliant as the etchings of frost on a winter pane. Surely the others, the Nazi-Fascists, were...