Word: jealous
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...isolated emotions but never really commanding his character. Turner is good as the victimized soldier, quietly bowing to his captain's abuse while even more quietly considering twisting the blade of the razor with which he shaves him. And Turner is equally good in the scene of the jealous lover, spitting out rage and a disgust of the flesh worthy of an Othello. But he does not convey Woyzeck's slow emotional deterioration and the enlightenment that should come with the consciousness of his own fall. The recognition that society has made "one thing after another" happen in his life...
that ultimately repulsed nearly all of them. Similarly, he was driven to possess his women, was wildly jealous to retain them for himself alone although he had moved on to other interests...
...with him she did. "That was the beginning of our long love affair. He raised me. I was a baby." He was jealous of all her leading men, she says, except Mickey Rooney, and ordered her out of films. But she forgave his defects because of his assets. "He had Last Supper eyes. I would look in his eyes and cry." He taught her to fly, and she liked to tease him by putting the plane into a spin. They were married, says Terry, in 1949 on Hughes' yacht The Hilda, off San Diego. Later, she contends, Hughes reportedly...
...battle of women as well as monarchs--Mary Stuart, lovely and dignified in her imprisonment, and Elizabeth I, vain, cunning and as jealous of her rival's beauty as of her pretensions to power. In Mary Stuart, the two roles--the personal and political--are as irreconcilable as the two queens. In the end, the woman in each monarch must die to keep the English Protestant succession intact...
...tension that infiltrates all relations at Harvard threatened to break through to the surface. Ours, like all parties, had a grim line-up of men against the walls, openly inspecting every clothed package of flesh that squeezed through the doorway, the past the throng, and out onto the floor. Jealous singles. myself included, anxiously waited to dance with that one person, who managed to be engaged all evening. Students who in their everyday miens betray no trace of libidinal expression were liberated in that dark room, exhibitionists beneath the sensual pommeling of a bass guitar. This is a wonder...