Word: reading
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...infrequent moments of coherence, Vag could distinguish such things as "Take you me for a sponge, my lord?" and "O, come away! My soul is full of discord and dismay." All during the lecture he nodded and frowned and bowed and articulated to himself. When the instructor read a particularly stirring passage, the little man would shut his book, lean back in his chair, and with eyes closed, would sway from side to side like a cobra, hypnotized by the music of the verse...
...meet his classes, has been known to wander into ladies' washrooms. He often goes out into the snow without rubbers or muffler, but rarely catches cold. Despite his absentmindedness, he is scrupulous about fulfilling obligations, never breaks a promise. He used to make it a rule never to read manuscripts submitted to him for criticism by budding philosophers. But applicants learned how to get around his rule: they brought manuscripts to his office. Dewey peeked at them through a crack in the door, invariably melted and let them in. Having promised to read and criticize a manuscript, he always...
...Dewey now spends his summers in Nova Scotia, his winters in a Manhattan apartment with his youngest daughter. His favorite hobby is solving acrostic puzzles with his family. He also likes to read detective stories, fancies himself as a farmer. But John Dewey spends most of his time thinking. Father of six children (two died young and he adopted another), he early learned to concentrate on his work amidst domestic bustle. To his classes he lectured in a monotonous voice, made no rhetorical effort whatever to interest his audience. Once, after droning on to graduate students for three solid hours...
...Malone, in person, is no glamor boy. He is an earnest, balding, fattish young man with a blond mustache, rumpled pants. No poet himself, he started out 15 years ago at KMBC, Kansas City, as a ukulele player. One day, just to fill in, he read from a book of poems, and poetry got him. Now it gets him $300 a week at NBC, and Poetaster Joseph Auslander, poetry consultant to the U. S. Library of Congress, once invited him to be U. S.'s "Voice of Poetry...
National service of this sort was indeed already being rendered by talents so widely diverse as Mystery Writer Dorothy Sayers, who wrote cheerio editorials for the newspapers, and Herbert Read, art critic and scholar, who prepared an anthology of prose and verse to be called (for its destination) The Knapsack-"just the sort of thing I wanted myself in the last...