Word: delight
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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DIED. ALFREDO KRAUS, 71, lyric tenor known for his masterly bel canto roles; of pancreatic cancer; in Madrid. Kraus limited his repertoire, a policy that preserved his voice into his 60s. The selectivity cost him popularity but made him a connoisseur's delight. He sang with Maria Callas on the legendary live recordings of La Traviata in Lisbon...
...family who lives most in the moment, as we are told in poems to do--to gather rosebuds while we may and treasure the hour of splendor in the grass and prove the pleasures that this brief summer yields. Hers is the age of sheer delight, and among her dog pals and wading pools and her books and my risotto, she is gathering rosebuds left and right...
...delight delights me, and I am down with the summertime blues. Winter lifts me up, and summer drags me down, and always has. A good thunderstorm helps, but then the sun comes out. I used to enjoy playing golf in the summer, but golf is a game that brings out the worst in people, and fishing is a very poor use of time, and basketball is perilous for the older guy. He fights for a rebound and snaps an Achilles tendon and spends six months in a walking cast--I wouldn't even want to be in the cast...
...with a Kremlin audience. "It's a pity your Prime Ministers change so often," he said. "It makes things complicated..." Indeed. For a year and a half now, ever since Yeltsin began his ritual of sending his Prime Ministers packing on sudden notice, his rivals have spoken with solemn delight of Yeltsin's diminishing physical and mental state. Last week, however, when he fired his fourth Prime Minister in 17 months, even former loyalists joined Yeltsin's opponents in naming the culprit behind the latest beheading: Agoniya. The Russian word is usually translated as agony. But it means death throes...
...lacks the original's kitschy cool--but they'll surely remember "the Dress": a black peekaboo number worn by Rene Russo that is snug as a body stocking and virtually transparent. Like the diaphanous gown Marilyn Monroe donned for J.F.K.'s birthday, Russo's outfit is a sheer delight. "The costume designer just brought it in one day, folded up to the size of a handkerchief," recalls Russo, who gazed through the gossamer and asked, "Why don't you just paint some glitter on my body instead?" After a few test shots, she shrieked...