Word: finer
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...considerate of this fact. Symphony Hall is the hub of this culture, but there is only one difficulty. The street car that takes you to Symphony Hall stops first at the Statler and then at the Copley Plaza. If you are strong-willed enough to cling to your finer intentions, you will perhaps be on the way toward absorbing some of this culture of which Bostonians are so proud...
...able to hear these deeper tones and to feel the pulse of character that beats beneath the surface. War is to American youths an unnatural, dirty, desperate business. The glory that artists once painted, and of which the poets once sang, is departed. War does things to the finer sensibilities. Let it be damned forever. But make no mistake: these men have the sense of mission and will return to help make a decent peace. They believe themselves to be right now the real peacemakers, as I believe they are. They fight to keep America free, and they know...
...high, delicate, exacting art of chamber music has no finer practitioners today than the Budapest String Quartet. Last week, deep in one of their busiest seasons, the Quartet was in Manhattan, giving the kind of performances that excite the perfectionist audience of the New Friends of Music. Within a few weeks they would be on the road again, following a schedule that calls for more than 90 concerts this year, 24 of them in the Library of Congress, four for the New Friends, twelve at a summer engagement at California's Mills College, and the rest in U.S. towns...
...bowling alley's polished lanes were unscratched. No patient had slept in the sleek new 50-bed hospital, fitted with X-rays and incubators. A mess hall (capacity: 450) had finer equipment than any hotel in Montana, but nothing and nobody to serve. A dozen boys and girls shouted down empty corridors of a school-house built for 200. Lloyd Badgley's store had piles of canned goods, a soda fountain, gleaming meat refrigeration, no customers...
...most part Father was satisfied with daily visits to the police station, where he set the captain right on the finer points of criminology and checked the mechanisms of the patrolmen's pistols. Ants worried him; he spent feverish hours tracking them through the house, out into the tomato patch, over the wall into the rose bed of the Women's Club. There he destroyed ants' nests and tea roses in one immense conflagration of gasoline-soaked rags. When not invited to take the chair of a particular committee, Father was likely to turn up and take...