Word: wring
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...home. After the garden party when Higgins hugs all the laurels to himself, Eliza runs away to his mother's house. There they confront each other head on, finally recognizing their mutual lack of understanding. When Eliza, hurt and angry, says she will marry Freddy, Higgins answers "I'll wring your neck." "Wring away," Eliza says and the confrontation between Moynihan and Agush locks into place. But this time it is Higgins who yields. He realizes that she is bigger than the categories--poor girl to duchess--in which he has always placed...
This conclusion is both somber and ludicrous - and no one now writing can juggle these clashing qualities more adroitly than Roth. Also on display are other Roth virtues: an uncanny sense of pacing and an ear for dialogue that approaches perfect pitch. Roth can wring acid comedy from the dishrag of kitchen quarrels. Kepesh recalls a tandem tantrum he had with his wife: " 'I don't believe I am having this discussion,' she says. 'Life isn't toast!' she finally screams. 'It is!' I hear myself maintaining. 'When you sit down...
...trying to ingest as much of the tranquility as my cells would absorb. I thought briefly about re-inviting myself there for part of a summer. Perhaps someday I will. But right now I know I would tire of the timeless hills and mountain brooks and would eventually wring the neck of a rooster that woke me on a sleepy Sunday. Summer camping never managed to accustom me to outhouses; I will never adjust to life without steaming baths. But when we drove to the bus stop, in a cranky Vega smelling strongly of Bessie, I had a little more...
...Young wring any concessions from the President-elect on how powerful his role would...
...onions?" Chloe asked liltingly as she stomped out her stogie with the toe of her Converse. Cheryl laughed and threw back her head once more; Chloe double-dribbled it across the room, faked to me, made a lay-up and returned to Cheryl on the rebound. "I oughta wring your neck!" my delighted hostess cried. "I've always relied on da kindness of stranglers," Chloe riposted. "I'll go getcha yer livre...