Word: glide
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...Profundity must smile, glide gently in, and, smiling, yield itself to the initiate alone - that is the esoteric of our art. For the people, gay pictures; for the cognoscenti the mystery behind...
...shops of Paris and New York are sensationally different. In America surroundings are designed to soothe and glide and lull you into easy buying. Every size, every shade, every age catered for-but God help you if you should want your own ideas carried out. Here a true creation must be born with labour and pains ... to secure an impudent little lid either from the big popular store or the "Grande Modiste" needs a desperate tussle in a tropically-heated battle-room, heavy with a smell of stale scent and hot hard work . . . screaming like a jay amongst jays . . . still...
...dust storm. Lieut. Harold Neely eased his ship out of the sudden dusk and up to 11,000 feet, where the air was clear. Noting that the gasoline gauge was low, he turned on an auxiliary tank. Both motors spat, stopped. The plane nosed into a slow, singing glide. Pilot Neely peered down at the billowing, blinding sea of dust between him and the ground. Small indeed were his chances of landing safely. On the plane's interphone he spoke an order to another lieutenant, a corporal and a private in a rear compartment: Jump...
...bouquet of roses presented to her at the banquet, a menu signed by Jim Farley, a waltz with an unknown postmaster. "Our badges were our introduction," she explained. "I love to dance-the waltz glide, not this hopping around." Then back she went to her post office on the Eastern Shore, for bi-monthly stocktaking...
...astral gleam in his eye, took off for what he said (in a letter to the press) would be Mars, 51,813,800 miles away.* Near Philadelphia he alighted briefly to take on 55 gallons (which, he later explained, was to carry him beyond gravitational pull, whence he could glide the rest of the way). He took off again, headed north over a fog-blanketed Atlantic. By the time Owner Walz had raised the alarm for his $2,600, uninsured monoplane, Cheston Lee Eshleman was skittering hither & yon, munching chocolate, trying to find a hole...