Word: fig
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...eschew (or are eschewed by) men. They like to think of "higher things" like the hereafter, science, or the Harvard Freshman Jubilee. They are noted for a dreamy, far-away look, and may be found curled up with their books in armchairs, the latter usually surrounded by cigarette butts. (Fig...
Epstein's statues have started riots, thrown academicians into fume and sputter, horrified bishops, even worried Scotland Yard. They have been tarred and feathered, lathered with green paint, censored with fig leaves. They have been called ''bestial, hideous, obscene, monstrous, misshapen, vile...
...Book of Knowledge narrative told by a healthy, sincere and well-informed old gentleman. Puttering about his garden in Pasadena, Calif., dressed in an old pair of slacks and a flopping canvas hat, Upton Sinclair thought it all up afternoons and evenings while transplanting rosebushes or trimming his favorite fig trees. He has lived that way ever since he lost his EPIC campaign for Governor six years ago. In the mornings he glances at the papers "to see what has happened to the poor old Allies," then settles down to his regular 1,000 words a day. From his windows...
...animal, free in his instincts; that of the human world, tortured between fear and craving; that of resurrection. Indirectly suggesting that the end of the second age, of the human world, is at hand, he recalls that Christ compared such catastrophes to the first leaves of a fig tree, by which men know that summer is near. In his closing chapter Winston Churchill begins to sketch a program for The Third Day. His resurrection is not supernatural but earthly. The reader who finds in this chapter cold comfort may perhaps be pardoned. But he who finds in it mere idiocy...
Following the lead of the Biblical Eve, who always seemed to be looking for newer and bigger fig leaves, two gay girls from Emerson Dramatic College yesterday went into the market for ivy leaves in a secluded spot behind one of the Business School dormitories...