Word: slickly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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There was this load of general supplies he'd gotten on the swindle sheet. And a pile of score cards from Braves Field and Fenway Park. And the slick program from the Longwood Cricket Club. There was the radio with a crack through its plastic side suffered the night he'd been a little athletic with an empty beer bottle. That would have to go. All this and only one small suitcase. There was a pile of magazines and newspapers Vag had hoped to take with him, the clippings from the Sporting News and the columns from the Stock Market...
...rare visits to the U.S., Gertrude Stein had never made Manhattan's massive Metropolitan Museum one of her haunts: it had no windows in its picture galleries. Furthermore, with all its millions it had never purchased a painting by her favorite artist, Picasso. The chromium-plated, slick Museum of Modern Art, with windows as wide as walls, was more to her taste: it had done more than all other U.S. museums to publicize Picasso...
Another early hero of Surrealism, Salvador Dali, had been excommunicated for a rankling crime: success. Dali's slick-as-grease craftsmanship and even slicker pressagenting had won him a reputation as a sort of a screwball Benvenuto Cellini in modern dress. Last week a new edition of the real Cellini's famed Autobiography appeared (Doubleday Limited Editions; $10) and it was illustrated by Dali...
Robert Penn Warren, 41, onetime Rhodes Scholar and managing editor of the defunct Southern Review, has written two other novels, neither so good as this, and some first-rate poetry. In all his writing, even at its slickest-and some of this novel is pretty slick-there is a sense of doom and blood on the moon that Warren has gradually shifted into religious terms. Though the title of this book comes from a nursery rhyme, its epigraph comes from a passage in Dante's Purgatorio: "By curse of theirs man is not so lost, that eternal love...
...McNeil won a seat in Parliament after two unsuccessful tries. Ernie Bevin, an authority in plain speaking, recognized McNeil's quality, appointed him Under Secretary. At Paris as stand-in for the ailing Bevin, McNeil may have somewhat overplayed his act as a simple country boy among the slick diplomatic professionals. He professed ignorance so often that Russia's Vishinsky last week cracked: "Perhaps Mr. McNeil is right about himself...