Word: forlornness
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...Damascus," says a U.S. intelligence official. "We know his phone number. He believes he has the protection of the Syrian government, and that certainly seems to be the case." But he hasn't been aggressively pursued by the U.S. either--in part because there has been a persistent and forlorn hope that al-Ahmed might be willing to help negotiate an end to the Baathist part of the insurgency. A senior U.S. intelligence officer says that al-Ahmed was called at least twice by former Prime Minister Iyad Allawi--an old acquaintance--and that a representative of an "other government...
...everything unnerving about it. Miéville just doesn't respect boundaries: the supernatural flows into the everyday, the dead return to life, the past intrudes into the present, human bodies combine with machines. In the opening story London has been transmogrified into a surreal, deadly jungle through which a forlorn lover pursues the titular Jake. In Reports of Certain Events in London, a man uncovers documents detailing a secret war being fought over time and space. The combatants in this war are, literally, city streets. Get it about the boundaries? This is the oozing, dripping, cutting edge of contemporary fantasy...
Around the time that the forlorn gold star mother Cindy Sheehan began her vigil outside the President's ranch in Crawford, Texas, I had dinner with a military officer who had commanded a battalion in Iraq...
...1830s, however, his plans were stopped in midstream. As a major proponent of the costly system that had contributed to his state's travails, Lincoln received a significant share of the blame. Now, beyond sadness over a lost love, he carried the added burden of a damaged reputation and forlorn hopes for the future...
...Have ever since they were kids; will till the day they die. They fight, they sulk. They fall into a passion out by the horse truck, and she knees his crotch. He is a cowboy, better known as the Death of the Western Hero: to strut his forlorn machismo he arrogantly lassoes garbage cans and jukeboxes. She hangs around the tatty trailer camp, sponging the Mojave Desert dust off her body, waiting for night and their star-crossed adagio to start all over again. No use her slamming the industrial-strength front door on Eddie; he'll just kick...