Word: friction
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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According to the Lancet, "brain tension is not a proof of strength but of weakness. The knit brow, straining eyes, and fixed attention of the scholar are not tokens of power, but of effort. The intellectual man with a strong mind does his brain work easily. Tension is friction, and the moment the toil of a growing brain becomes laborious it should cease. We are, unfortunately, so accustomed to see brain work done with effort that we have come to associate effort with work, and to regard tension as something tolerable, if not natural. As a matter of fact...
...advanced by any of the original advocates of the scheme. The suggestions it makes are certainly novel, but well worthy of consideration. The objects of the association, it says, it understands would be as follows: "First, the elevation of the tone of college journalism, not only by the mental friction among the magazines and papers enlisted in the association from the first, but by the stimulus to all others implied in the fact that subsequent admission to its ranks will depend only upon literary merit. Upon this latter point, to our thinking, the success or failure of the whole thing...
...Davis has taken out a patent for a V-shaped sliding-seat, with three wheels and three slides. It is claimed that by this improvement friction is reduced to a minimum...
...recitations, while those who take these courses have the number of their examinations greatly increased and their time for study correspondingly lessened. In fact, we may sum up the objections to one-hour courses in a figure familiar to all who have taken Freshman Physics, and say that the friction is far too great in proportion to the work accomplished...
...indignation breathed new energy into my wearied frame. A reckless, frenzy seized me. In rapid alternation my feet pressed the flying treadles. I leaned far forward, and rode at fearless speed. Great beads of perspiration fell with a dull thud to the floor. The air grew hot from the friction of my frightful velocity. With this terrible, ever-increasing momentum, something must happen. What that something would probably be became plainer every moment. The last of the line of iron posts stood exactly in front of the staring, awestruck couple. Six times I had swept round it like the breath...