Word: journey
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Green is an English novelist (Odd Man Out; A Flask for the Journey) with a special knack for portraying the terrors of obscure city people. His aim: to steer a middle course between the bloodstained thriller and the bloodless novel of ideas. His latest novel achieves it. Mist on the Waters is a taut telling of a crime of weakness, and of the forces it releases in the lives of its perpetrators...
...known as the "Santa Claus of the Adirondacks": he gave away thousands of toys to country kids at Christmas. One night last week, the Coplons waited in vain for Judith. For when Judith arrived at Manhattan's Pennsylvania Station, she did not go straight home. On her devious journey, she was followed by agents of the FBI. Judith had become suspect of dealing with agents of the U.S.S.R...
Voyage on Bread. Morris Cohen began his journey in the strict Orthodox Jewish schools of Russia. He continued it in the public schools of New York City, after traveling steerage to the U.S., living during the whole trip on bread because the ship's food was not kosher. Later, he worked in a poolroom to get enough money to go through City College, finally was sent to Harvard on a scholarship. In 1902, he joined the City College faculty...
Morris Cohen had not gone far on his journey before he realized what his fate would be: he was a "stray dog" among philosophers, doomed to bite at many theories, but never to find one that answered all his questions. And so, he wrote, "I resigned myself to a position of skepticism towards all philosophical systems and system-builders." He refused to be one of the men & women who try to "remake God and the universe in their own images." His own plea to philosophers: "Why assume that where two philosophies differ one must be wrong? Two pictures...
When Morris Cohen resigned from C.C.N.Y. in 1938, he hoped to spend the last years of his life writing down all that he had learned on his journey. Though he wrote several books (Faith of a Liberal, A Preface to Logic, etc.), he never felt he had quite finished his task. Until his death, he was tortured by the books still unwritten, "haunted by the things . . . left unsaid." Actually, he knew that his books, like his teaching, would probably provide the world with no pat solutions. They could only underline his constant faith in "keeping the windows open...