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Word: amber (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...lights went out, amber and purple auroras spread from the ceiling. Sousa rapped with his baton. His band struck up The Star-Spangled Banner . . . and National Chairman John T. Adams launched into a brief address: "It is only 60 years since Lincoln was President...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Letter From The Publisher: Aug. 9, 1968 | 8/9/1968 | See Source »

...with a sense of loss, with a profound perception of the evanescence of things, analogous to Piet's fear of death. It is this that drives Updike to greater and greater feats of observation. Everything, all the world's shapes and colors, must be preserved in words, as in amber, against its eventual decay and disappearance...

Author: By Jay Cantor, | Title: Couples | 5/8/1968 | See Source »

...then, at times, Updike's virtuosity leads to excess that smothers meaning and clogs the reader's senses as when he writes of "the shallow amber depths where the lemon slice like an embryo swam." That is a bowl of soup...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Authors: View from the Catacombs | 4/26/1968 | See Source »

...Screen & On. And she, as Severine, has clearly come of age as an actress. Though she has played love roles off-screen as well as on (she has an illegitimate son by Director Roger Vadim), her big-lashed amber eyes are still limpidly innocent, her figure still tidily trim. Daughter of French Actor Maurice Dorleac, she stumbled into the movies at 16, when her older sister, Actress Francoise Dorleac,* suggested her for a bit part during a school holiday. Vadim used her in two films; they split up after their child was born. She is now married to British Photographer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: New Movies: Belle de Jour | 4/26/1968 | See Source »

...rural Old South. Not as much a pearl of the Renaissance languishing in a medieval sea as some of its boosters like to imagine, Atlanta is more a cacophony of modernity occasionally pierced by the strident monotone of its feudal past. McGill calls his city "a fly caught in amber...

Author: By William C. Bryson, | Title: Ralph McGill | 4/17/1968 | See Source »

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