Word: dwellings
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...critics, as Seymour Raven of the Chicago Tribune summed it up: "Mr. Wolf has analyzed his music and taken a firm interpretative view of much of it. Yet he often fails where one would expect a boy to falter when wearing the shoes of a man...To hear him dwell on trifling dissonances as though they all had vast social significance was evidence that the brightest fellow of 18 had some maturing ahead...
...pong balls with which he moved into his teakwood Palace of Supreme Peace. The young emperor, as "absolute master, father and mother" of his tough, diligent people, seemed only partly to fulfill the requirements of the Imperial Book of Rites which says that "the Emperor's eyes must dwell motionless upon utter vacancy, as his mind is filled with August Thoughts." When Bao Dai returned to his country last June, IndoChina's mother & father was changed. He no longer wanted to be a playboy or a puppet. TIME Correspondent Sam Welles visited the Emperor and his troubled country...
...Trappist monks. The Icarians were coming to the U.S. to build a materialist Utopia, the Trappists to build a monastery where they could contemplate God. The last Icarian Utopia, at Cloverdale, Calif., fizzled out in 1895. Today in the U.S., there are six Trappist monasteries where some 500 monks dwell "above the" terrors and sor rows of modern life as well as above its passing satisfactions...
...providing of adequate dormitory facilities for the advanced students, and secondly, increasing our resources for research and scholarly activities in a wide variety of fields. Much of our discussion will have to turn on ways and means of fluding funds, but I do not propose in my remarks to dwell on those aspects of our problem, important as they...
...quite above, beyond, and irrelevant of the man we came to know. How can you draw an analogy? Once created, the work of art does not depend upon its character; in fact, most creators' lives were so imperfect as to spoil our taste for their work were we to dwell upon them...