Word: forgetting
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Student Prince," after floating around in the tepid air of optimism, comes down to earth at the end in amiable but genuine tragedy. He can go to bed reflecting that "After all..." Then, there is much for the other kind of sentimentalist is to be grateful for. He can forget that the King can no longer be a prince or student and that the charming Kathie must be another's Frau. He can remember only that the days of youth are the wisest after all, that (another stein) they are Golden Days, and that even a King can say, "GOOD...
...monograph is loaded with domestic BB shot, aimed at the human race, fired regardless of target. The chapter headings, "How a Husband Likes to be Treated," "Charm," "Have a Goal," "The Goat Family," "Learn a Trade, Girls," "Trial Divorce," "An Indoor Sport," "Should Women Tell," "Queer Things about Marriage," "Forget It," "The Secret of Happiness" are like newspaper headlines: they promise everything, tell nothing. Mr. and Mrs. Average Citizen in their philosophical moments, if sufficiently steeped in journalese and colloquialisms, might have written these same little pills of advice. Hence, countless readers will grin sheepishly and mutter: "Golly, that woman...
...Carry on" as a slogan has so worked itself into the minds of the British that they cannot even forget it in peace times. After five months in which to think out a solution to the coal strike, miners, operators and government officials are still doing their bit to make matters a little more tense. With the advent of winter, and what is likely to be a serious crisis, the success of their prolonged campaign approaches realization...
...himself shamed into trying to enjoy the production. That is not so hard, really, in spite of the sticky sentimentality that inevitably gums a musical comedy book about a country lad, a country lass, a dream, and a cottage at the end of Honeymoon Lane. It is easier to forget Eddie's slush because Florence O'Denishawn dances thru it all like a fairy on a moonbeam...
...harem procurer; some of his wanderings from the Danube to Damascus, in search of love and friendship They are not stories for the general public, which takes unkindly to abnormality no matter how subtly treated, how violently and pathetically alive its exponents. A few people will read-and never forget...