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Word: golden (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Golden Opportunity...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Oct. 26, 1942 | 10/26/1942 | See Source »

...catastrophe came at the end of a period in which these business leaders had the run of the country from the White House to Wall Street and back again. The Post says that by limiting free enterprise in any way we are killing the goose that laid the golden egg. But even before 1929 those eggs were tasted only by an already-wealthy minority; by 1933 business was forced by the American people to relinquish leadership to a government promising immediate aid and subsidy. Too long they had suffered under an uncontrolled system to which the Post now wants...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Post Turns Backwards | 10/9/1942 | See Source »

...manners. It makes no pretensions to anything but amusement, and it goes about it in a pleasant, slow-paced, and literate manner that is a pleasant change from the frantic modern comedies which infest our stage. The handsome set and the almost perfect cast are bathed in the romantic golden glow of The Good Old Days. "The Damask Check" intends to divert it and it succeeds admirably...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: PLAYGOER | 10/7/1942 | See Source »

Life is Crude. There is nothing much to do except to work hard all day, then go to bed. Up at five o'clock, the troops eat a breakfast which may consist of French toast, Karo syrup, sausages and coffee. The world's loveliest sunrise is golden and purple and leaden. As soon as light appears ("back over there where home is") a faint flush of warmth pushes back the cool of night. By eight o'clock it is hot and sticky. Standard dress is a pair of khaki shorts, nothing more. The soldiers, sailors and marines...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: AT HOME & ABROAD: Life on the Atolls | 10/5/1942 | See Source »

...Often I have wished that when my life, like the rose in the vase, reaches its drooping state and I come to the last page of my Book of Life, I may illuminate my page also with golden letters of my joy and contentment that I have lived. The figure of the saint which stands next to the book casts the evening shadow over the last page-my guardian spirit through the coming long night...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Highest-Priced Painter | 9/28/1942 | See Source »

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