Word: singularability
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...singular of boars...
...then there is the campaign's name. Intended to encourage young people to be in control of their sexuality, it instead suggested a more, um, singular purpose: Pleasure Is in Your Hands. "The title might have been a mistake," says Raquel Traba, one of the instructors. "But I think it also has to do with politics. It's a way of attacking progressive attitudes. There's still a lot of backward thinking about sex in this country." (Read "Biology: The Chemistry of Desire...
...singular achievement of Dalrymple, in his strikingly chaste and selfless book, to give us the lives and voices of some regular Indian and Pakistani worshippers without judgment, speculation or high-flown abstraction. He just sets the scene around them, presents some historical background and lets them tell their stories. A prison warden explains how he takes off two months every year to become (along with a waiter, a bus conductor and a man who collects coconut juice) a divinely possessed dancer. A Tibetan monk recalls how he found himself taking up arms against Chinese invaders. A temple dancer - or sacred...
...can’t help but feel reservations. The challenge of looking for an elusive book is one of the singular joys of scholarship for me, part of what rescues it from becoming a mere exercise in pedantry or reinterpretation. Even Harvard’s relatively sensible library system has supplied me with a few pleasurable scavenger hunts. Now a Google search and a glorified Xerox machine threaten to supersede that entire process...
...example, would be a study in grey.” Debussy’s vision of grey is not flat or dull; instead, it is a tone that remains mysterious, though it partially reveals itself in beautiful and distinct flashes. In the same manner, this delicate nuance of a singular emotional mode underlies Kazuo Ishiguro’s first collection of stories, itself entitled “Nocturnes.” But in lieu of Debussy’s tonal complexity or depth, Ishiguro’s collection merely evokes a neatly executed cadenza, which, though brilliant, only skims...