Word: live
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...provision for men who have given their best to education without sufficient pecuniary remuneration to provide for their own retirements scarcely needs further exposition. Nor do we need to dwell on the inconvenience, not to mention the cruelty of making professors with their families change their standards of living as soon as released from the active payroll. The fact, as has been accused, that professors live like nabobs, travel all over the world, and die without leaving a cent should not be invoked to show they could, if more provident, retire in comparative luxury without assistance. If a teacher...
...rooms of the Harvard Society for Contemporary Art: When the first rumors of its marvels began to circulate in Cambridge, there was more cynicism and discountenance than even at Brancusi's Golden--Bird, or at the Modern French pictures. Consider a house which is primarily a machine to live in, which can be manufactured in mass, assembled at service stations and delivered in 24 hours, costing as a minimum $500 a ton. Its translucent watts is of casein, its inflatable doors and floors, its collapsible mast, its bathroom cast in a piece--all these were fantastic items to catch...
...Born in Brooklyn in 1886, Jannings went to live in Germany before he could talk English...
...sake of the novel, Skippy s friends and relatives had to be given last names. So his mother is Mrs. Skinner and some of the others are collar buttons, Hecky (personification of juvenile persistence), Sooky (pathetic phlegm), Carol Sharon (Skippy's girl), Milkman Lovering. The place they live in is called Morrisville. The plot is Skippy's show, BULL RUN (admission by collar buttons), his troubles at school, his baseball team, his blood-curdling threats and how he loves Carol Sharon...
...though the sacrifice was terrible and though the tangible results seem vague. The very fact that we are here thinking and talking of these things means some thing. Culture turns on a slow wheel. . . . It is as incredible that Don Mellett's self-sacrifice, dying that others might live, will fail to cast its radiance upon striving millions as that the morning Summer sun shall fail to awaken the sleeping earth, open the petals of the nodding flowers and scatter the miasmic mists of darkness. This is the measure of our faith...