Word: vigorousness
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...bishop of Washington, oversees these diocesan works. He is a great strapping man, and a good liver. Men like him. They write him letters after he speaks his resonant lyricism over the radio. They give him money when he asks for it. The Washington Cathedral project has taken renewed vigor since his Episcopal resumption in 1923. Before that he was, for two years, rector of Epiphany Church in Washington; before that, for 11 years, rector of St. Marks Church in Minneapolis. While he was in Minneapolis he was elected Bishop Coadjutor of Western Texas. He declined the elections...
...words can be perfect synonyms. A "whack" is a blow delivered much in the same way as a "thwack," but it presupposes a certain capable nonchalance in the deliverer. A thwack is a blow delivered more clumsily, though with equal vigor, by some person not accustomed to administering physical violences; as a timid schoolboy, an enraged English butler, any octogenarian...
...story of Baron Melchoir Von Dronte's experience in the see-thing and chaotic countries of France and Germany in the late Eighteenth Century, the admirable blending of the supernatural and picturesque, the touch of fantasy, and the vigor of its action, place this book well above Bram Stoker's "Dracula" as a tale of a life hereafter. With the well-told description of Von Dronte's early life the author skillfully disarms the reader of his will to disbelieve, and, having gained his confidence and credulity, he adroitly weaves his weird spell...
...spirit of the book is one of complete disdain for death. Knowing as he does, that his expiration means merely a transition unchecked by fear of retribution. Hence he sweeps through the pages with a colorful vigor; a complete libertine and a consummate lover. Though the cold perspiration of death stands on his body, his spirit has only the taunt: "Non Omnis Moriar--not all of me shall...
...Smirked William Albertson: "Aw, I did salute it, didn't I, good enough?" Dullards sniggered, smart alecks frowned, Teacher Carroll made her face look stern. "You come with me, William Albertson, right now," said she. Out in the hall she seized William Albertson, shook his slouching shoulders with vigor. William Albertson, ruffled and ashamed, said "Let me go"; then with his fist he bashed Teacher Carroll's nose. When she screamed with pain and rage, teachers and pupils rushed into the hallway. Soon five policemen in blue coats ran through the door, the children ran back into their...