Word: passion
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...over-dramatic, Mr. Rathbone, in the tutor's role, was the only possible offender. It was naturally as difficult for him to disclose his smouldering fires to the audience as it was for him to do so to his idol. In his scenes with Miss La Gallienne his passion verged very closely on the conventional; she never fell to such, but was always a marvel of restraint--and truth...
...much pessimistic comment has been made of late by American observers of America that it is most encouraging to discover Englishmen with similar ideas on England. Apparently the despondency is mutual. No less a one than Dean Inge of St. Paul's whose passion for limericks was lately disclosed, thinks that in a few year's time his unfortunate country will be completely overrun by American clothes, American books, American thought--in short, that it will become intellectually subjugated...
Probably it started in football. Back in the nineties some chauvinistic Eli declared that his team contained the eleven greatest players, in the country. Then Walter Camp caught the idea, and now his All-American football team is a national institution. But the passion for "all-stars" has spread far beyond the confines of athletics alone; picking the five best this and the ten best that has become the favorite occupation of the intelligentsia. Periodicals are flooded with lists innumerable of the five greatest Americans, the ten greatest novels, and Vanity Fair has even drawn up a list...
...Story. Mrs. Aldwinkle was proud of Italy. The fauna, the climate, (was it not the best in the world?), the music, the mandolins of Sorrento, the bells of Capri?even the stars that tremoloed with tender, operatic passion in the black night-sky ?all belonged to her. She had bought them, it seemed, when she bought the palace of the Cybo Malaspina which perched-a splendid example of baroque architecture?on a hill above the little town of Vezza. Ah, Italy! The boot fitted...
...bombardment by pamphlets, orators and advertising appeals, the average citizen is not aroused by political questions. The quarreling factions of previous decades have settled down to an equilibrium of mutual toleration. The man in the street is blase over political propaganda: he is not excited even to a mild passion by the most importunate of oratory. If all men accept politics so peaceably, is it reasonable to expect college men to whet their knives for combat...