Word: grim
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...when he wrote Prufrock, is getting young in his old age. Last year the erstwhile "aged eagle" talked about taking dancing lessons, and now he can be seen dining out and piloting his 31-year-old wife Valerie across dance floors. "His brow so grim and his mouth so prim" radiate such dimpled benevolence that one crusty old friend likens the new Eliot to "an enormous, overstuffed Angora...
Voyou & Voyant. Novelist Ullman takes up Claude's life when, at 15, the boy begins the first of his vagabond journeys, part flight, part search, that never lead him to a permanent dwelling place, never free him completely from a grim, autocratic mother. Claude is small and soft-bodied, physically still a child but already, thanks to an understanding teacher, a fast-maturing poet. He stows away on a train to Paris. Drunk with wonder, he prowls this incandescent city, perches on curbstones to scribble his poems. He sleeps on pavements and swipes food from the markets. Caught...
...Nationalist soldiers dug into the sandy soil of Quemoy Island, it was a grim week. While U.S. destroyers watched helplessly from outside the three-mile limit, Communist guns raked Que-moy's yellow beaches, effectively preventing Nationalist transports from replenishing the island's dwindling stocks of food, ammunition and medicine. Over the horizon, almost lost in the haze covering Formosa Strait, prowled Task Force 77 of the Seventh Fleet-the Sunday punch which the U.S. was holding back as long as the Communists refrained from all-out attack...
...matter of man's ultimate adaptability, involving both a sinister intuitive sense and a strong constitution. Breakfast is a cup of coffee (with cream for added nourishment) and a ten-cent side order of buttered toast. (Harold watches with a surly viligance; there's always the chance that the grim, spindly individual who passes for an all-night cafeteria cook might slight students on butter.) Harold is careful not to tear apart and devour the bread; his meal is precise and aristocratic, punctuated with frequent glasses of free water...
...short, things are still grim compared to the West, but compared to Russia itself, they are better than they have ever been. And now that their elementary material wants are fairly well satisfied, many Russians are demanding improvement in other fields-they want more freedom. They want information, they want to travel abroad, they want the right to go to church if they choose and to discuss political matters without looking over their shoulders. They want to be told the truth about their government and its operations...