Word: felted
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...subject to the vicissitudes of scientific fashions, is a more enduring book. But not for that reason alone. It will, I believe, be read, pondered and discussed long after all of us are gone. It is a classic of our time, a wise book, a mellow one. Whitehead felt that it was his best. At once profound and lucid, original and erudite, comprehensive and detailed, it deals with the roots and fruits of cosmology, religion, art, ethics and civilization. In a hundred different ways it points up the limitations of language, of scholarship, of traditional science and religion, and gently...
...find I still preach best," Pastor Edmund Wylie once said, "when the congregation is against me." His son, Author Philip Wylie, felt much the same way. As a slick-paper fictioneer and essayist (Generation of Vipers'), he had profitably entertained large congregations, often as not by insulting them. But as a newspaper columnist he had emptied the church. Off My Chest was a vitriolic series of sermons against clericalism, bigotry, and the worship of "Mom." Last week, after three years as a syndicated columnist, Philip Wylie admitted defeat...
Tiny Portion. The U.N., said Lie, had accredited Nicolas Kyriazidis as a correspondent representing Greek Communist papers, and Syed Sibtal Hasan for the Communist People's Age of Bombay. In failing to consult U.N. before arresting them for deportation, Lie felt, the U.S. had ignored its agreement with...
...blunder: "Two or three telephone calls, made in time, would have cleared [it] up." But by the time it had reached the policy level of the State Department, whose lower levels should have caught it first, it was not that easy. The whole system of U.N. accreditation, the U.S. felt, needed "drastic revision...
...prettily dressed and decorated. Sylvia Sidney, as the target for tonight, and John Hodiak, as the maniac, play it as if they 1) wished they were elsewhere, but 2) felt that they owed some kind of minimum to their employers and their conscience as craftsmen. Supporting players are given to lines like "Yon storm'll be upon us main soon."*Others merely curtsy, mew incoherently or tug their forelocks. For what it is worth-a middling curdler-the whole thing was much better done in 1937 by Basil Rathbone and Ann Harding...