Word: jacketful
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Senor Miguel Cinchaga Tocornal stomach. Where is romance, where color? Does all womankind wear "Bar is creations" and display its ears? Is all mankind standardized into that deaf torture, the dinner jacket? Where will this end? Soon we may hear that Germans do not drink beer that Frenchmen do not tempt innocent American chorus-girl-hood, that manicuring is a profitable Chinese industry. Nothing is more shameful than to destroy the faith of the great American peepul in foreign nature...
...Guitrys are in town. Whether this will mean anything to you or not lies with your courage. You who are not of the Cercle face the tortures of all unlingual Americans. Fortified in a dinner jacket, and with your Petite Larousse safely tucked in your bureau drawer, venture out some night this week, brave the vasty spaces of the Opera House, and realize that while a French reading exam teaches one no French, there are interpreters who can speak with their hands...
THESE windows are not the rectangular apertures of light that mount endlessly each on each to the twilight skyline of a great city. Rather are they, as the jacket represents them, windowns of various shapes, patterns, and sizes, in a jumbled and overlapping mass. For, although Mrs. Woodward's volume deals with the business world, it does so in an autobiographical manner which puts quite out of mind the simulated order of mahogany desks. The authoresa, has found in her business career a succession of human ontacts and exhibitions of ingenuity which suggests that the day of standardization...
...door is his wife Pia, who had become absorbed in her duties, in things and whom he had somewhere lost upon the way. "Perhaps he would have felt her waiting. . . --he might have felt it, if . . . Yes, if he had not only by chance stained the white jacket of that book...
...sure in his judgment of the world into which he was born, that of Huysmans and Wilde and Anatole France, a world in which avarice and hatred have been more obvious than usual, a world tired and emasculated, "decadent." Against this he has struggled, like a "Titan," as the jacket puts it. Probably he felt much freer in writing "Mein Weg als Deutcher und Jude." This propagandizing and sociologizing mars all his work except the "World's Illusion," for in the three years to come the critical stage will no longer be the same critical stage...