Word: pureness
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...know that the metaphor was used by some other public speaker during the great agitation led by my father round about 1920. His only connection with the metaphor was to deplore the use of such language even to express a truth. On a pure point of fact it is necessary to emphasize that Gandhi was one of the most refined persons in the world, refined in his scanty dress, in his speech, in his manners. There are many small and fine points about Gandhi on which I would always have something or other to say, if only...
...landmark that on a clear day can be seen by an airplane pilot 50 miles away. It is also one of the world's most precious topographical oddities. Caué is Brazil's Iron Mountain, a fabulous lode of some of the world's best ore, pure enough (up to 68%) to compete with Sweden's finest, vast enough to challenge Minnesota's great Mesabi...
...indictment, Prostitute pretty much fails-much less for being factually improbable than for being dramatically overdone. Sartre's soft-soaping Senator, for instance, is pure burlesque, and too amusing to be alarming; the whole story is so charged with sex and suspense that it titillates rather than terrifies. But if Prostitute is no tocsin of social protest, it rings the bell as melodrama...
...long; by 1908 buyers had begun to see the beauty of the beast's work. In that year he published his ambiguous Notes of a Painter, which have been quoted as his final word ever since. "What I dream of," he wrote, "is an art that is equilibrated, pure and calm, free of disturbing subject matter ... a means of soothing the soul . . . like a comfortable armchair. . . ." That simile has led critics to expect far less of Matisse than he expected of himself...
...mother, obsessed with her search for the child that she cannot believe has died, walks the endless, desolate German Autobahnen from D.P. camp to D.P. camp. The child, who has had his power of speech, his very memory torn out of him, is a pure derelict, looking for nobody and nothing beyond the next mouthful of bread...