Word: paled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Through it all, pale, ineffectual Friedensburg pattered back & forth between Allied offices and his own; he wore the disapproving and distressed look of a butler at a tea party when one of the guests has dropped an éclair on his mistress' finest carpet. In the middle of a lame press conference which he had summoned, word came that the Soviet-sector police had arrived in force, were swarming all over the building. For a while the reason was not clear; then it was learned that 46 West-sector police in plainclothes, summoned by Friedensburg, were trapped...
Next day the village doctor came to visit Maria, followed by the village priest. Both came away tight-lipped and silent. Later Maria herself appeared in her garden. Pale and exhausted, she walked in the hot sunlight among the fragrant heavy grapevines and shining oleander bushes. She walked slowly, lost in meditation, as if she no longer knew where...
Charles Boyer, back in French country life, was passing his time playing petanque (bowling) and drinking pale pastis (an absinthe imitation). One day, weary-eyed Marcel Pagnol came over for cocktails and referred to Boyer as "I'Américain." Charles didn't like Marcel's tone of voice. He socked him and they had it out right there, with screams from the girls. But it all ended in a reconciliation scene: the rivals embraced and sat down together to a wonderful bouillabaisse...
...gang's leader is a pale, frail, lethal youth (well played by Richard Widmark) who is very proud of his "scientific" methods. (Sample: he schemes to get the G-man knocked off, in the course of an apparent burglary, by the local police.) His business associates are so young and fearsome that among them Mr. Stevens, no pantywaist, seems as mild and conspicuous as a country uncle. He makes himself still more conspicuous by the recklessly amateurish ways he keeps in touch with fellow agents; they signal each other, for instance, with lights at fleabag windows. However, he stirs...
...Pleasures and Regrets is read in anticipation of a masterpiece to come, it has considerable interest. In its pale pieces can be found many of Proust's later themes: his view of human love as a sweet, evanescent sickness that briefly drives its victim to feverish pitches of feeling and then leaves him sated and bored; his fascination with the workings of human memory, which he saw as a treacherous filter distorting the qualities and meanings of past experience; and his complex attitude to high society, which delighted his snobbishness and shocked his moral feelings...