Word: penned
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...They lured rich and poor, Jansenists and Protestants, Bourbon princes, colonial Americans, Turks and even Chinese. The best students were often uncut diamonds like Jean Baptiste Poquelin, son of a long line of upholsterers. The Jesuits put him on a diet of Terence, Lucretius, and French drama. Wielding a pen sharper than a needle, he became the playwright Molière. Perverts & Premiers. All this so impressed Louis XIV, the Sun King, that in 1682 he took over the place and declared "Ourself founder." The faculty, rendering unto Caesar, removed "Jesus" from the front door and put up "Ludovici Magni...
...sometimes think that your cinema reviewer (one can't call him a critic) is desperately afraid that his ineptness at his job may escape the reader. The fact that he hates The Ugly American [April 19] and I love it is not what prompts me to take pen in hand. His snide, destructive diatribes couldn't provoke me to write in the past, and it isn't that this last piece of his has struck a new low. He has delivered himself of this caliber of filth before. It's just that...
...next door. Soon the place was crawling with his colleagues-from O'Hara, who got drinks on credit, to Publisher Ogden Reid, who could take his stand at the bar with the best of his boys and, on occasion, would decide then and there that he personally should pen the next day's lead editorial...
...marvelously strong-featured portrait of Painter Marguerite Zorach, wife of Sculptor William Zorach, to an almost misty rendition of a pensive Van Wyck Brooks. Alongside these are his pictures in silverpoint-a painstaking technique that flourished in the 15th century and is rarely seen these days. With a silverpoint pen, Biddle works on paper treated with whiting to abrade the silver. He draws tiny line upon tiny line, and as the air oxidizes the deposited silver, the forms of birds or of flowers or of animal skulls emerge, faint and delicate as if sculpted in haze...
Barbara and Daniel are secret lonely heart pen pals who have corresponded for a year without either happening to give the other a clue to the fact that they are fellow clerks in the same Budapest par-fumerie. They are ecstatic about each other in print, and rather allergic to each other in person. When will the epistolary lovers discover the secret behind their secret? With all the fine and relaxing talents caroling and cavorting onstage, it is not a pressing question...