Word: sweete
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...first thing that came to mind was that Burnham girls are almost as hard to get on the telephone as Radcliffe girls. You have to be a relative of one of the sweet young inmates, or you can't talk to her. They get around this, of course, by having extraordinary numbers of cousins and uncles...
...blooded Americans ought to do, especially with the world in the awful fix it's in. But it sure is lucky that the younger generation hasn't figured out how to make those atom bombs, considering the way young rowdies are blowing up everything in sight. You bet your sweet life it's lucky...
...Gordon) is about a group of distinguished Middle European refugees who share a shabby Manhattan brownstone. An archduchess turned dressmaker, a Habsburg turned salesman, a jurist peddling candy, a ballet dancer spewing venom, a famous playwright and actress (Oscar Homolka & Lili Darvas) on their uppers-they are bitter and sweet, grumbling and gallant, some taking misfortune in their stride, some wearing Budapest on their sleeve. In time most of them find their mate or their metier; while those whom the immigration authorities threaten with tragedy are saved by a phone call to Bernard Baruch...
Smooth as ice and sweet-looking as ice cream, they stood naked and serene for all to see. They had names like Shirley, Janet, Dottie and Barbara. Their creator, who had carved them in stone and wood, and exhibited them in a Manhattan gallery last week, talked of the little statues with impartial enthusiasm. Sculptor Oronzio Maldarelli, a sure-handed classicist, had spent 13 years on them, working almost entirely from memory and imagination, and had named the figures after friends as a courtesy. "I'm trying to create form, beautiful harmonies of shapes. I wouldn't waste...
...taste. Smeared over most of them is a thick paste of sentimental egotism; the reader can no more escape Billy Rose ("I'm a ham-boned, hickory-smoked, and sugar-cured") than he could escape himself if he were locked up in a padded cell. One chapter, "Holm, Sweet Holm," tells the reader how wonderful wife Eleanor is, how she makes him behave like a gentleman, stops him from buying candied apples on sticks (because they have "nine million calories"), and even prods him into picking up porous fragments of Culture. Another chapter, containing warmed-over stories...