Word: handful
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...recognition. His own view of the constant alteration of point-of-view is that it is the most direct form of personal education. "What else can you mean by consciousness expanding," he asks, "than the attempt to comprehend all the life styles in an age?" This is his short-hand way of expressing the old desire for transcendance. A man who is noting, after all, is potentially everything. "Studying the Puritans or watching you try to figure me out, Sable," he once said, " are just ways of playing god." Sometimes he imputes his powers of negative capability to everyone around...
Master Heimert is constrained by intellectualization of Professor Heimert. On the one hand, he learned at Berkeley that "a great big, impersonal university just doesn't make it;" on the other hand, people just can't be thrown together in the Houses, placed under charge of administrators and told to interact--that would be "cheap social engineering." The solution is to recruit Masters who are committed to the intellectual goals of the university and to the social goals of the Houses. Heimert no doubt sees himself as this kind of compound figure. But his whole disposition make him skittish about...
...stage was set. Until the final whistle sounded at Princeton, the Crimson eleven hadn't really been thinking about Yale. It was too big, too powerful, too far removed. And always there had been a more immediate task at hand. And yet, after an easy rout of Brown, here they were. A Cinderella team facing the might Eli. Somehow it was impossible, and in the euphoric week before The Game people seemed to float from place to place. Harvard sophomores got rich with tickets going for $200 each. The pundits were almost too numb to write about the biggest college...
Martin looked at the receiver in his hand as if it were a snake. What had happened? Jean had sounded unenthused, to say the least; and he had sounded like an eight-grader! What was the matter with him? That same kind of stuff had worked so well at home; what was he doing wrong? Martin hung up the phone and crewled back to his chair...
With that, Martin's hand shot out to the phone, the receiver slammed right into place, and Martin fell sprawling to the floor at full length. He didn't remove his hand from the phone, but just lay there, trembling. His knees were shaking, he was sweating all over, but for the first time for as long as he could remember, Martin was completely clam