Word: mets
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...police badge and roared: "There's too little morn and too much maid. Take her out!" The gallery refused. Next day the story was splashed across the front pages of Manhattan's dailies, and the picture had become famous. Enraged cries of "lewd and indecent" were met with the New York Times's indignant defense that the picture was as "delicate and innocent as it is beautiful," while curious crowds blocked the street in front of the gallery...
...vases aroused the collector's instinct in the late William Randolph Hearst. He began buying in 1901, owned 400 when he died 50 years later. Last year New York's Metropolitan Museum of Art bought 65 of the Hearst vases, which have proved so popular that the Met is leaving them on special exhibition for a full year...
...Pete Rademacher (who got nothing out of the fight except his Youth Unlimited salary, a reported $7,000 a year) seemed satisfied enough. Said he after the fight: "I'm pleased to have met the champion. I found him exceedingly strong, exceedingly quick and exceedingly fair. I had a fantastic dream of fighting the champ. Mr. Cus D'Amato found it exciting and intriguing, and it came true...
Emotionally, Cozzens drifted until he was himself possessed by love. He first met Sylvia Bernice Baumgarten in mid-1926 on business, when she was a fledgling literary agent for Brandt & Kirkpatrick (now Brandt & Brandt). Of his feelings at the time, he says laconically: "I suppose sex entered into it. After all, what's a woman for?" But in dedicating Son of Perdition, Cozzens was more gallant. The flyleaf is inscribed to her with these lines from Shakespeare's Troilus and Cressida: "Outliving her beauty's outward, with a mind/ That doth renew swifter than blood decays." Cozzens...
...sweet man who says impermissible things." Cozzens will sneer of a friend: "Oh, he's one of those fellows that want equality for Indians." He will say on the race issue: "I like anybody if he's a nice guy, but I've never met many Negroes who were nice guys." He says what the public-relations-minded would never dare say-not only from self-confessed snobbery or in tribute to the Toryism of his maternal ancestry, but because he wants to remind himself and others that he is not a sentimentalist...