Word: delightfully
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...apprehension of beauty, there are two apparently conflicting impulses : The first is recognition, as of a face suddenly rekindled in the memory, that makes the mind welcome her strangest comings as foreseen returns; the second is wonder, which sets men to question their own delight and to scrutinize that fabled face as a thing holy and remote. These tendencies follow no order of precedence. Now one, now the other, according to the temper of the times, prevails upon thought. The Italian artists before Giotto, borrowing the immaculate but dispassionate wonder of the Greeks, painted women whose faces were abstract...
...people who have become news because some extravagance in the comedy of their lives has made them pathetic or some vagary in their afflictions has made them funny. Richard Connell, with one snip of the shears, two strokes of the fountain pen, can transform such items into tales that delight the readers of The Saturday Evening Post, and may afterwards be collected in such a book as this. Other nameless ones who have never had the misfortune to furnish grist for a news item will chortle with glee at Big Lord Fauntleroy (a comic story), Sssssssssshhhh (a satiric story), Spring...
...flattery, possibly because of our happy ability to forget the origins of our imitations. Of late years sophistication has produced a school that will have nothing that is not indigenous. In the resulting quarrel between the imitators and the originators the subject matter has often been forgotten in the delight of dispute. This is true even of a place so remote from the rest of America as Harvard. The "Oxford tutorial system" has been praised or decried, but not studied. It is not of course desirable that the Oxford system be separated in practice from the needs and hopes...
...colorful pen of Edgar Rice Burroughs. I sat me down by the gentleman with that volume, and he told me that his favorite stories were those by Sax Rohmer, that he considered Mrs. Rinehart's K the best book he had ever read, that Joseph Conrad was his delight. He didn't like the novels of Zane Grey because they were all so much alike, and he'd never heard of Harold Bell Wright. This last piece of information gave me a start...
Since recent events have given those hostile papers which delight to stir up the dregs of the public, a splendid chance to roil the waters. It seems poor policy to find fault with a few admonitions from an elder friend. The Transcript is the last of all Boston papers whose words merit caustic reception at Harvard. Even if its editorial had a slightly paternal lingo, the intent was kindly. Harvard has enough ill-wishers already without carping at its friends. Frederick deW Pinaree...