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...read outside hard-covers, are now routinely bounced off satellites with the weather reports. "Making love," one of the sweetest phrases in the language, now suggests a cause of death. Still, the world is sharply divided into the sick and the well, and AIDS can be something of a lark if you are a robust heterosexual college student at a safe-sex lecture where the instructor demonstrates condom use on a cucumber. Only 4% of adult cases are known to have been caused through heterosexual contact. But for homosexual and bisexual males, who account for 63% of the cases, AIDS...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Journals of The Plague Years | 7/18/1988 | See Source »

...finds some of it on the delicate border between life and art. In "Put Yourself in My Shoes," Carver tells the story of a young writer named Myers who gets together with his wife on Christmas eve. He and his wife seem to be separated. For a lark, they visit their old landlords, the Morgans. The Morgans are a stodgy and selfish couple, who try to spin a few yarns for Myers, sententiously advising him to recycle the yarns as "material...

Author: By W. CALEB Crain, | Title: Carver's Quiet Brilliance | 7/12/1988 | See Source »

Quigley's interest in the stars began at the age of 15. As a lark, her mother decided to visit an astrologer. Upon hearing about the session, Joan marveled at the seer's prescience and was hooked. After graduating from Vassar in 1947, Quigley returned to San Francisco where the very same astrologer, an elderly Scotchwoman, took her under her wing. Quigley went on to write about astrology for Seventeen magazine and in books and to make regular radio and television appearances...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nancy Reagan's Astrologer | 5/16/1988 | See Source »

Gorbachev, I didn't forget you, my Byelorussian buddy. I hear that you may plan to visit fair Harvard. If so, please lay a poppy on my mouldering grave. And let's get one thing straight for the record: that thing with Raisa was just a lark. I didn't mean anything...

Author: By Rutger Fury, | Title: Death of a Sleazeball | 11/21/1987 | See Source »

Susan Gilbert Bryan was 25 and a struggling public relations assistant when, as sort of a lark, she tried one for the first time. She quickly found she had to have it every month. A decade later Bryan, now the owner of an advertising agency in Coral Gables, Fla., finds she requires it twice a week -- and insists on having it at home. Husband Jim has also been snared, as well as their two-year-old daughter Vanessa, who coos when she gets it. Admits Bryan without a blush: "I can go without exercise sometimes, but I can't live...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Health & Fitness: Massage Comes Out of the Parlor | 3/9/1987 | See Source »

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