Word: wayward
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...hadn't come to Washington to save the country. I had just come to save myself. The country was too deep into its war to be averted by a wayward Woodstock, a gigantic camp meeting where the words love and peace were just as debased and about as obscene as the word fuck...
...were very privileged to leave on the moon a plaque endorsed by you, Mr. President, saying: "For all of mankind." Perhaps in the third millennium a wayward stranger will read that plaque at Tranquillity Base. We'll let history mark that this was the age in which that became a fact. I was struck this morning in New York by a proudly waved but uncarefully scribbled sign. It said: "Through you, we touched the moon." It was our privilege today to touch America. I suspect that perhaps the most warm, genuine feeling that all of us could receive came...
...lion of prides. The mane is wayward and unhatted. The massive head and frame are by Hogarth, the voluminous suit by Khrushchev's tailor. An excess of ergs twitches his head and fingers; the English hair and teeth, the cockney-of-the-walk intonations announce his presence in the densest lobby crush. In the past two years, the New York Times's Clive Barnes has become a public character, the most theatrical and prolific critic since the days of Alexander Woollcott...
...Harvard administration responded by calling the symbolic presence an infringement on democratic rights. After disciplining the wayward demonstrators, the administration established the Fainsod Committee to investigate the issue raised by Paine Hall. What was the issue? By now, it should come as no surprise. Of course the Fainsod Committee will look at student power, not imperialism...
Even the English, who send CARE packages to needy sheep dogs, have never made house pets of spiders. But Iris Murdoch often deals even-headedly with oddities. This time she has spun a touching tale of wayward love and wanly threatening death, centered around a moribund octogenarian named Bruno Greensleave, whose twilight passion is for champagne and arachnids...