Word: glistening
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...Parthenon in Athens, near the Diet Building in Tokyo, overlooking the Vatican in Rome and the Queen's private garden in London, on the Nile in Cairo and above the Bosporus in Istanbul, at the foot of the Elburz Mountains in Teheran. All of the hotels glisten and glitter, with an architecture that ranges from international slab to a crosshatched radio-cabinet style. They lean heavily on the anonymity of modernism, and display a spartan opulence designed as much to save the hotel money as to attract the clients. In countries where there is no previous standard of hotel...
...before 1789 is included. Nor do I see, in this ostensible collection of souvenirs, any man from (to note the most conspicuous gaps) the Departments of Classics, Philosophy, Social Relations, Romance or Germanic Languages or Comparative Literature. Of the short biographies, few are done with any imagination, and many glisten with inaccuracies. Why, with a year to work on them, should it be difficult to lend them some of the charm of Faye Levine's "Radcliffe at Harvard?" What, I ask with many others, are those Yearbook guys up to from September to June...
...Bach Society showed what an excellent accompanying group it can be. Mr. Lazar can make his orchestra glisten like a winter day in Vermont; they are immediate and keen. The winds, always good, played with unusual elegance, and in the dialogue between the solo and accompanying oboes in the final allegro assai, it was sometimes difficult to distinguish Mr. Still from the Society's James Weiss and Eliot Noyes...
...seemed somehow removed from her group; her friends noticed it and still recall it. In 1940 her parents were divorced. Two years later, Janet Bouvier married Hugh D. Auchincloss, a Washington broker, but Black Jack, who died in 1957, never remarried. Jackie adored her father, and her eyes still glisten when she speaks of him. "He was a most devastating figure," she says. "At school all my friends adored him, and used to line up to be taken out to dinner when he came...
...Jill St. John in-just barely-a pair of pink slacks. These wonders notwithstanding, the most intriguing performers, as is only proper in a Good-Lord-Professor-Can-It-Be? film, are several dinosaurs. Their eyes blaze, their mattress-sized tongues flick menacingly, and their lank green hides glisten in squamous grandeur. They thrash about like lovers in a French art film, roar like convention orators and, when they are hungry, give new depth and meaning to scenery chewing. When two of them duel, Fairbanks-fashion, on the edge of a cliff, they very nearly succeed in bringing to life...