Word: reptilian
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...Oliver of New York's Bronx Zoo is impatiently awaiting his tuatara. The scaly, sluggish beasts are so ancient a breed, he says, that their forebears flourished when the sea was full of icthyosaurs. They were stepped on by dinosaurs, and their young were probably snatched by flying, reptilian pterodactyls. Some experts believe that all modern snakes and lizards are descended from the tuatara's order (Rhynchocephalia...
...from a current supply, but they did not dread death or any other misfortune. Their two-tube brains had no memories to plague them with apprehension. So they crept in innocent bliss around the Walter house, alternately resting and sipping electricity like a mechanical Adam & Eve in a pre-reptilian Garden...
...hard to figure who is at fault, or why, in the case of the much heralded Italian newcomer, Valli. Her beauty, or better-than-beauty, has an almost reptilian fascination; she is, indeed, the most fatale-looking femme since Garbo. But it remains an open question whether she can act. Hitchcock, keeping her nearly motionless, plies her with one slow, cold, lambent close-up after another. Some of these close-ups function forcefully in the storytelling; but too many are as nonfunctional as her frequent changes of hairdo. It looks as if Hitchcock, one of the smartest directors of women...
Coelophysis emerged from the slime of the Paleozoic Age 200 million years ago, an early step in the transition of life from amphibian to reptilian form. He roamed across North America, from New Mexico to New England. He had large, powerful legs, which carried him around swiftly, and powerful forepaws, well-equipped with claws. He was a ferocious carnivore. Eventually-about 60 million years ago-coelophysis, like all of his fearsome family, disappeared...
...song in a strange land? For the land in which the slaves found themselves was strange beyond the . fact that it was foreign. It was a nocturnal land of vast, shadowy pine woods, vast fields of cotton whose endless rows converged sometimes on a solitary cabin, vast swamps reptilian and furtive-a land alive with all the elements of lonely beauty, except compassion. In this deep night of land and man, the singers saw visions; grief, like a tuning fork, gave the tone, and the Sorrow Songs were uttered...