Word: overworks
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Among them was Clifford M. Holland, the tunnel project's chief engineer, who died of strain and overwork three years before the great bore was completed...
...thinks, if the doctor asked his patient a simple three-word question: "Are you happy?" The answer might give the clue to an unhappy home or job that led to the nervous breakdown. No out-&-out Freudian, Alvarez believes that a normal man can get a nervous breakdown from overwork. A smart general practitioner, he said, can often find out what's wrong in five minutes' talk with the patient's relatives or business associates...
Goodrich's own view of his wife (he discusses her at length and objectively, in her presence, while she listens meekly) is that she needs a firm hand. He watches over her, keeps an eye on her business and social engagements, sees that she gets enough sleep, discourages overwork. She rarely stops acting (or rehearsing) when she leaves the set. During the shooting of The Snake Pit she practiced her screams so convincingly at home that soon all Hollywood was abuzz with the story that that man Goodrich was beating his wife. To disprove it, Goodrich finally took...
...hard to believe. So when the Free Enterprise Society had an open meeting last week to recruit new members, I went over to hear its officers talk and see if maybe the President's remarks last winter had been brought on, like lots of other comas, by overwork and cold weather. My quest was not in vain. Towards the end of the meeting, the new President, having warmed up with a lot of purely preliminary inanities, cleared his throat and revealed to the assembled multitude that "government is here to stay, to some extent," which is a perfectly-tooled, neatly...
Thirteen years later his William Tell loaded him with even more honors-and furnished brass bands with a perennial favorite for Sunday afternoon concerts. He was then 37, and had written 38 operas. But he never wrote another one. His nerves shaken from overwork, he wrote a friend that "music needs freshness . . . I am conscious of nothing but lassitude and crabbedness." He composed little, settled down in Paris to grow fat from his well-stocked wine cellar and his imported bolognas. When friends chided him for being lazy, Rossini replied: "I always had a passion for idleness...