Word: humanity
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...city of 2,000,000 go without water. . . . We will simply have to call out our police and seize coal wherever we find it, probably from the railroad trains. It would be a case of committing a technical crime in order to prevent a great human crime...
...next period a number of line drawings of Ingres-like delicacy, including several of his wife. The "classic" pictures of these years (1918-25) were really of several kinds: monumental, massive giantesses which to some critics symbolize the all-maternal space of the universe; softly bulky, grand but graceful human figures that recall such Italian masters as Paolo Veronese; out-and-out Greco-Romanesque figure compositions in various stages of archaism, action and distortion. His production was enormous. At Gisors, about 35 miles from P'aris, he bought a chateau...
That war morale among the Children of the Rising Sun may not be quite that bright is strongly hinted in a Japanese war diary, not yet published in English, called Wheat and Soldiers, written by Sergeant Ashibei Hino. In it Japanese readers got their first realistic, human picture of fighting in China-a day-to-day account of thirst, hunger, homesickness; of no heroes, but plain men fighting desperately for their lives. And between the lines was something that looked suspiciously like anti-war sentiment...
...killing look so much like us that we could be neighbors." When his company narrowly missed annihilation, he confessed: "I was seized with violent rage that precious life could be damaged so easily. . . . We soldiers are not only sons of men, but also husbands and fathers. We are human beings. . . . This is not the first time for me to have this sort of feeling. It is one of the most commonplace thoughts on the field of battle...
Inside this head-shaped ball, which cilmbs like some lazy bubble toward the surface, is compacted all the intricate machinery which labors to keep its actions under control. In a little cubicle reserved for him amid all this mechanism is the sole human occupant--Vag. There is room for only Vag there. He sits motionless at the single grilled window, staring out vacantly as he has done ever since The Descent early in January. His straight-focussed eyes gaze out through the crisscross grill which makes whatever he sees appear as if viewed through some huge bloodshot...