Word: neighborly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Will Get Better." Saarinen's belief that "each building must have its own look," and be a "good neighbor" as well, has brought down the wrath of modern purists, who favor glass and steel even if it clashes with every building in the area. Saarinen's answer was to show what he meant in his plan for the new design of the U.S. embassy on London's Grosvenor Square by keeping the structure modern but keying the floor levels and spacings of the front façade to the surrounding Georgian buildings. He also...
...Western Europe's one hope is integration. "I hope all neighbor countries will be aware of the fact that it is necessary, in their own interests, to give up some of their rights...
...Negro is no more closely related to his African ancestors than a modern Greek is to an ancient Greek, 4) all blood is red, and it is uniform except for blood groups. Well-meant though all of this undoubtedly is, it smacks of an overly reasoned-out love-thy-neighbor-BECAUSE philosophy rather than a simple love-thy-neighbor. It even makes Harriet Beecher Stowe's righteous indignation on the closing page of Uncle Tom's Cabin sound refreshingly wholesome and not a bit out of date...
...teach love for one's fellow country man but for one's neighbor. 'Honor thy father and thy mother,' but not the head of the nation. To the latter, render what is Caesar's . . . but not the soul . . ." Under the Whips. Some, like Julius Leber, a Social-Democratic member of the Reichstag, spoke in tones of courageous epigram in which Americans can hear an echo of Nathan Hale: "I have only one head, and what better cause to risk it for than this?" Others, like Fetter Moen, an Oslo insurance man who, at 43, found...
Peter, a captured French soldier, and his buddy are allowed by the Germans to tend the graves of their fellow French in a bucolic cemetery on the outskirts of Brodno, Poland. Peter thinks of death as a quiet neighbor until the freight cars of ill-fated Jews rumble past and the calling and weeping of human voices is carried on the wind until it fades into the distance, "leaving behind it that same serene sky, that store of blue that bewildered birds and dying men can never exhaust...