Word: leper
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Failures in art," he said, "take refuge in abstract art, in morbid art, in perverted art-in short, in infamous art. These failures are like a leper who . . . insists on exhibiting his awful ulcers . . . [They] stimulate themselves with cocaine, morphine, marijuana, alcohol and snobbism . . . There is no room for abstract or morbid art in . . . the Peronista doctrine, for Peronismo is a doctrine of love, of perfection, of altruism, which soars with a superhuman quality into the skies. Peronismo is a doctrine of the virtues of a people . . . who know what is beautiful and what is ugly, who can distinguish...
...from Benares, and there he got his orders. "Higginbottom," said the principal, "you will have to teach economics." Higginbottom knew little of economics, but he did as he was told. He also did as he was told when the principal said: "The new missionary always has charge of the leper colony. Higginbottom, that is your job now." Thus, at the turn of the century, Sam Higginbottom began his life's work...
...wound up with a dramatic shout: "In the tropics, in a place like Algiers, when a leper walks in the street, the cry is heard before him, 'Unclean! Unclean!' I say to you, 'Unclean!' at the approach of this moral leper...
...leper colony on the Hawaiian island of Molokai was a place of horror when Father Damien de Veuster, a Belgian Catholic priest, landed there in 1873. The victims of leprosy lived in primitive huts or roofless stone buildings; they died without medical care in an empty room furnished only by their waiting coffins. In his 16 years of heroic service on Molokai, which ended with his death from leprosy in 1889, Father Damien made many improvements, including a water system built largely with his own hands. Now the colony, located at Kalaupapa, has a 60-bed hospital, four doctors...
...leading character is Robert Grant, who is fiftyish, roly-poly, and "a moral leper." Grant spends his life chasing women and dollars with obsessive passion; he is not a hypocrite, since he lacks the degree of self-awareness necessary for hypocrisy; he is simply an ugly tub of flesh who snatches and grabs, whimpers and bellows, cringes and brutalizes as his pleasures demand, without ever feeling the slightest genuine regard for anyone. He invites women to his room for "a little tea, a little chat," tells them that "a woman like you could keep a man. I'm looking...