Word: result
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This is almost exactly the way man masters language: first by articulating the meaningful bits of sound that linguists call phonemes, next by linking these bits into words, and finally by making whole sentences. If this were the result of a learning process, argues Bruner, man's grasp would be forever limited by what he has learned to reach. Yet the fact is that the gift of language carries with it the capacity to braid words into sentences that have never been spoken before. Any normal child...
...what the ordinary sociologist calls 'success.' " Freud's theory that frustration arises from foibles such as penis envy, the Oedipus complex or the castration complex is nonsense, says Peter, who cheerfully regards Freud as a "satirist at heart." On the contrary, "frustration occurs as a result of promotion," because most people who are promoted genuinely wish to be productive...
...skeining swirls of glossy Duco enamel onto a canvas spread upon the floor. Helen thinned her paint with turpentine and poured it onto the unprimed canvas, so that the paint sank in. The marks of the pouring or brush disappeared, canvas and color became one and the same. The result was so remarkable that when Morris Louis and Kenneth Noland came up from Washington to look, Louis adapted the technique for his own sullenly smoldering veils of color and fiery stripes. Noland borrowed it to delineate his electric targets and chevrons. Jules Olitski and Larry Poons would also admit their...
...ninth of the series, is roughly from 1942 to V-E day, an era that would seem to call for the verbal equivalent of massed bands, with effects by real cannon in the manner of Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture. Though Powell's narration continues pianissimo, the result is far from flat. His prose is a percussion instrument, delicate but forceful because precise...
...result reads like a combination for an IBM ad in the CRIMSON and Reader's Digest's "From the Campus" section, all the better. They're not going to know it in Des Moines and they're not going to buy it anywhere else. The three Harvard graduates who will gather in the sheckles from this adventure into Madison Avenue conjure up one Ivy stereotype after another, blow on it with their windy wit, and leave it. In the face of unsubtle attempts to infuse rewrites of admissions booklets with local color--paint it whitewash--all of the eight...