Word: savoring
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...monks, like as the great ocean has but one savor, the savor of salt, so has this religion and order but one, the savor of renunciation . . . Long is the night to him who is awake, long is the mile to him who is tired, long is life to the foolish who know not the True...
...should suit the author of The Madwoman of Challlot to perfection. Giraudoux could delicately regild the tale of a sprite who loved and wed and herself became a mortal, only to return from a dismaying world to the deep, her knightly husband dead of her farewell kiss. Giraudoux could savor its melancholy turns and bitter twists, its clash between innocence and worldliness, its sense of mankind's dreams of perfection and descent into reality. And Giraudoux's own resolute but compassionate worldliness does touch Ondine with glints and flecks of gold. There are, too, bright-colored court scenes...
...Quiet Life. Gene and his wife, a tiny, dark-haired, brown-eyed girl, opened a little restaurant in Glendale, Calif., prospered moderately, and settled down to savor the quiet life and raise a family. They had two children, Greg, now 3, Robin, now 6. "Townsend," said his pastor, "was one of those sturdy, quietly happy men whom children instinctively love. When he came into the church with them on Sunday morning, it always made me feel good-any pastor with one family like that in his congregation has every reason to be happy...
...features lobster sauce, made of pork, egg, cornstarch--for body--and a gentle hint of garlic. Naturally, this recipe varies with each restaurant, the only constant factor being the absence of lobster as an ingredient. The flavor is delicate, mingling the bite of garlic with the pork's meaty savor. Excellent with rice, the sauce can readily serve as an order in itself, but when combined with some seafood, it seems to gain flavor...
...lectured on poetry, written movie scripts, scrounged, and read his or other poems from the lecture platform in a voice as booming and resourceful as a cathedral organ. But what he has written for himself is the envy of most other contemporary poets, a pleasure to anyone who can savor rich language. For all his Welsh thunder and soaring, Thomas knows very well what he is up to: "These poems, with all their crudities, doubts and confusions, are written for the love of Man and in praise of God, and I'd be a damn fool if they weren...