Word: gray
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Dates: during 1970-1970
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...prefer their soda pop cold in the mouth, but not ice cold." He advises devotees to avoid smoking while sampling, but admits that a mellow root beer enhances the flavor of a good cigar. "To see the delicacy of a light, joyous celery tonic smothered by a cloud of gray smoke," Shorris laments, "is depressing to even the most casual connoisseur...
...Commission has generally spoken softly and carried a small stick. In recent years, it has seemed to be insensitive to mounting consumer complaints and over lenient with offending companies. All this has suddenly changed. The five commissioners and 600 staff lawyers and economists at the FTC's shabby, gray-stone headquarters in Washington are moving with unprecedented speed and imagination...
...struggle for the American soul was settled once and almost for all. Score: Ants, 1; Grasshoppers, 0. The devil had been unmasked as the imp of play, the demon who made song and dance the pulsebeat of life. And so the men in the gray Puritan suits went their unmerry way: sober, industrious, thrifty, starkly Protestant, with absolutely no use for Maypoles. For Maypoles meant not only untrammeled festivity but something of larger significance: rituals. And rituals meant not only feelings and passions but coded repetitions of the past -things that New Man had come to the New World...
...obsessed with landscapes-as-epic, landscape as an active protagonist, exerting the immense dumb power of its presence on human intruders. "Those hills!" she exclaims, in front of a canvas of 1944, Black Place III. "They go on and on-it was like looking at two miles of gray elephants." In fact, her love of epic scale (although her paintings are startlingly small) provides the sole point of contact between her work and Abstract Expressionism-the expansive image of American bigness...
...sense of an afterlife in a faraway heaven, but in the certainty that life is eternal, despite death. I was overcome with the joy of this truth, and I wanted to run out on the street and shout it to the New Yorkers plodding homeward in the gray smog from their dull downtown offices, unaware that a sea of beauty, life and love surrounded and sustained them...