Word: inner
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Dates: during 1950-1950
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...test this conclusion, Swearingen himself sat in the aisle seat. When the window blew out, the inner seat rose in the air, spun around and tried to ram itself through the window. Swearingen's body jerked slightly as the air clawed at it. He insisted that he was in no danger, but other CAA men testified that "he couldn't light a cigarette for five minutes afterward...
...Thirteen Clocks, Thurber's narrative is less bedizened with verbal gimcrackery, but it is still a bit too tricky for every taste. Nevertheless, there is no living author who moves about in fairyland with such wit and easy familiarity. As for inner meanings, please yourself...
...crowd, muttering: "My God, four ballots and five Pouilly-Fuissés and still these gentlemen have decided nothing!" Someone said: "They are not going to award a prize this year, they are not..." A voice roared: "Passageway! Clear a space for the photographers!" The door of the inner room opened, and looking solemnly down on the surging crowd stood Pierre Mac Orlan, painter, novelist, .and youngest (67) member of the academy, who, by tradition, must announce the winner. Slowly Mac Orlan came down the steps, pushed his way to the microphone. Said he: "The Prix Goncourt for 1950 goes...
...letter to wife Minna, demanding separation after 14 years of bickering marriage, he further uncloaks his character. ". . . You cling to the peacefulness and permanence of existing conditions-I must break them to satisfy my inner being; you are capable of sacrificing everything ... to 'have a respected position in the community,' which I despise . . . You think only of the past, with nostalgia and yearning-I give that up and think only of the future . . . You cling to people, I to causes; you to certain human beings, I to humanity...
...inner office of the city hall, Lieut. Colonel John Joseph Livingston of Alexandria, Va., deputy chief of the U.S. Army's civil assistance team, sat wearing a sheepskin vest with a pistol strapped around his chest. His telephone rang. He sent an officer down for the mayor. The mayor had gone home. "Get somebody else, then," Livingston said. The officer went down and came back again. "There's nobody, Colonel. Only one man, and I don't even think he works here. I think he's a social friend of somebody in the office and maybe...