Word: thirsting
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...Berryman claims that "I faint for some soft & solid & sudden way out as quiet as hemlock in that Attic prose." In the penultimate poem of the collection, "The Facts & Issues," Berryman states: Let me be clear about this. It is plain to me Christ underwent man & treachery & socks & lashes, thirst, exhaustion, the bit, for my pathetic & disgusting vices, to make this filthy fact of particular, long-after, faraway, five-foot-ten & moribund human being happy. Well, he has! I am so happy I could scream! It's enough! I can't BEAR IT ANY MORE. Let this...
...persistent myths about actors is that they are egomaniacs. Not so. They're insecure souls who thirst for the love and reassurance of audiences who applaud with whatever wild abandon the human palm will permit...
...gingham curtains, fake wooden beams, simulated carriage lamps, leatherette settees and plastic flowers. The menu has remained basically fowl, emphasizing chicken in several forms, with a few excursions into wurst and schnitzel. The birds are heavily laced with salt and paprika, which tends to give customers a powerful thirst. Jahn's cash registers thus tinkle along with sales of wine and beer...
...seems like a dream that in July I was lying on the floor of a punishment cell in a work camp called Bautzen in the Communist half of Germany (G.D.R.), where I was (I thought at the time) slowly starving and dying of thirst. Yet now I am in the academic world of Cambridge finishing my Ph.D. dissertation in linguistics at MIT after being a guest of the East German state for two years--fourteen months at the top secret security interrogation prison MFS Hohenschonhausen (East Berlin) and eight months a la Solzhenitsyn at the work camp Bautzen near...
...rushed up to Berlin where Wolfgang Vogel sped us James Bond style in his pastel blue Mercedes across a secret checkpoint to transfer us to black State Department limousines with British military escorts. We had been saved by the signing of the Berlin Pact! A week after starving and thirsting on the dimly lit floors of Bautzen work camp, we were heading towards the nearest Hofbrauhaus to get rid of that thirst with a couple of mugs of dark Bavarian beer...