Word: gnawed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Second Thoughts. Next day a fear began to gnaw. General Kurt Dittmar, No. 1 military commentator, went on the air. "The Atlantic Wall never became an inflexible structure of steel and concrete," he patiently explained. Defense in depth was the Wehrmacht's plan, he added reassuringly. The Volkischer Beobachter shouted: "In this fateful hour, the German nation is rallying around the Fiahrer. . . . Success for the Allies would simply mean the end." The forgetful radio declared that the invasion had come because Moscow wanted...
...than the Allies expect. At least Mussolini has built up a façade of bravado, patterned on the ancient cry of the gladiators in the Colosseum : "Morituri te salutant" (Those who are about to die salute you). But in case the façade trembles or Darlans gnaw their way through it, Mussolini has made certain that those who helped him to power, and those who have been crawling on his back, will be with him when the walls come down...
...ideas it was like an invention by Salvador Dali, not least because in the grotesque juxtaposition was revealed so much of . . . their sense of the necessity to acknowledge what they could not experience in their hearts because life lad set them too high, the agenbite of inwit, the gnaw of an impersonal remorse and a dim perception of the far-off sorrow of others...
Young Washington also discouraged going "out your Chamber half drest," warned gentlemen not to let their tongues "Loll out," not to "Puff up the Cheeks," "gnaw your nails," "read other people's letters," and he advised that "Discourse with Men of Business" should be "Short and Comprehensive." "Men of Quality" should not be looked at "full in the Face"; facial expressions should be "pleasant but in Serious Matters Somewhat grave...
...steady flow ease past the tall, iron picket fence separating the White House grounds from the avenue. . . . They move along quietly, talking if at all in whispers, subdued whispers. Silence on the avenue, despite the mob of cars, the mass of people, is apparent, deep enough to gnaw at the nerves...