Word: joyful
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...honors went to Max Adrian, the "old, dangling" Sir Peter Teazle, and Cavada Humphrey, his young bride Lady Teazle. Adrian is a past master of timing and comic acting--a second "incomparable Max." And, as usual, it was a joy to watch Miss Humphrey's lovely carriage and to listen to her crystal-clear diction...
...done it. Pondered Leonard Hall: "There's magic in that name. I figured it would be just the opposite, that I'd go in and shake a woman's hand and that'd be that. Rockefeller did the same thing, and the women jumped for joy. I guess I didn't have that political sex appeal...
...book. Two unwelcome visitors from the past destroy the sand castle of his memories-precarious memories of what was essentially bogus success. Visitor No. 1 is a moneyed spiv from Central America who shared in a disreputable episode of Claverton's youth. Visitor No. 2 is Maisie Mont joy (now respectably renamed Mrs. Carghill), a onetime chorus girl whom the young Claverton seduced; in true Victorian melodramatic fashion, Claverton's father had squelched her breach-of-promise suit with cash. Now she accuses her former lover of having posed as a man of the world during their affair...
...reference is an art man has had a long fight to learn, and must still steadily fight to preserve." However difficult the balance may be, the new freedom that modern methods of contraception brings to "sexuality in marriage in our time is ... a gate to a new depth and joy in personal relationships between husband and wife. At a time when so much in our culture tends to depersonalize life-to erode and dissolve the old clear outlines of human personality -Christians may well give thanks for the chance given us to establish, in marriage, a new level of intimate...
...moments, and moments only, Cheever's characters can be possessed by joy, reveling in the "idle splash and smell of a heavy rain" or scenting on some passing breeze "the salt air in the churches of Venice." But guilt and remorse close in like sudden fog, a free-floating guilt that seems to swirl around some atavistic memory of the Good Life. Thus an errant wife who has drunk and danced through the night is startled by the birds of dawning: "The pristine light and the loud singing reminded her of some ideal-some simple way of life...