Word: bearing
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Gordimer who we know and admire. Her prose rings pure and true, like good crystal: simple and clear, but heavy with a kind of unexpected weight. This is the Gordimer who spoke because her words demanded to be heard, and these words deserve reprinting because they bear deeply the watermarks of authenticity and tragedy. They are not as eloquent as her fiction, but they evidence the beauty of courage and conviction...
...stop there. I'd rather not contemplate the magazine. For me, over-exposure kills the final product and I can never bear to read FM on Thursdays. The glory of an occasionally door-dropped 24-pager dims in the grim light of a Crimson sunrise. I'm saving my FMs to read them next semester...
...better looking." Bush has advantages the rest of them don't--lineage, family crest and primogeniture--not to mention that modern tool of war, a massive treasury. He also wooed them, as if he were back at his fraternity house. And he still does: he arm squeezes and bear hugs; he calls; he has them to the mansion. He gives each one a nickname. What does it matter if he isn't the wonkiest among them? These are can-do guys who admire a winner and want more than anything to regain the throne lost to an illegitimate king...
Though Coward, who died in 1973, is intensely beloved by a devoted coterie, the wider audience knows him mostly for his brittle, epigrammatic plays--particularly Private Lives and Blithe Spirit--or for that foolproof cinematic stirrer of the female breast, Brief Encounter. But where his plays and films bear the whiff of a long-gone age, Coward's songs retain their vitality: the frisky list songs that display his wit (Mad Dogs and Englishmen; Don't Put Your Daughter on the Stage, Mrs. Worthington) and the achingly tender ballads that reveal his unmatched capacity for genuine sentiment (If Love Were...
...Gordimer who we know and admire. Her prose rings pure and true, like good crystal: simple and clear, but heavy with a kind of unexpected weight. This is the Gordimer who spoke because her words demanded to be heard, and these words deserve reprinting because they bear deeply the watermarks of authenticity and tragedy. They are not as eloquent as her fiction, but they evidence the beauty of courage and conviction...