Word: glared
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...brushed past his followers, nodding greetings, squeezing a familiar hand or two, reflecting the glare of admiration with infinite majesty, and disdain. His aides lined up behind him and the people behind them. The first five rows seemed uncomfortable on Jackson St. Their ties were knotted, their nails polished, their smiles distant, their cuffs pinned with large pearl links. A cordon of yellow-helmeted aides formed a wedge, King motioned, and the police lines--so immovable the day before--melted. The march began...
Writing in 1926, ten years after the Easter Rebellion, O'Casey can answer these questions, because he can see Ireland's causes in a harsh historical glare. His characters uselessly throw away their lives in a meaningless fight, meaningless because of their empty motivation. Afraid to admit its own fear and surrender at the barricades, the Irish Citizen Army faces overwhelming British forces, and falls...
...airport, and so was the press. Floodlights were turned on to make a patch of noon on the dark runway, and the photographers stood poised at its fringes, squinting up into the light as the first tourists filed off the plane. Then she appeared in the welcoming glare-and nobody took her picture. An awkward moment. She smiled and started down the ramp. "There she is!" cried the producer of the film she had come to make. "That's Jeanne Moreau...
...convinced that publicizing any infraction of the rule of law serves an immediate and practical purpose. The presence and protest of a commission jurist at the 1960 "trial" of deposed Democrats in Turkey transformed that mob-ringed Roman circus overnight into an orderly judicial proceeding. And the glare of the commission's carefully documented study, Spain and the Rule of Law, eventually persuaded once furious Spanish officials to discuss incommunicado detentions and denial of the right to strike...
...President arrived at ten in the afternoon. At the airport to greet him were his able Vice President (who combines the baleful glare of Sonny Listen with a Groucho Marx mustache) and the fat, 5-ft.-tall head of the Youth League (who wears mammoth gold stars and carries his money in bulging sacks). During his stay the President was entertained by native dancers who balanced pickaxes, shovels and barrels of mortar on their heads. He supped on cherry pop and sponge cake while solemnly touring a gallery hung with photographs of Mao Tse-tung, Lenin and Lyndon Johnson...