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...true of Mrs. Thomas Carlyle, who addressed a letter to her husband, "Goody, Goody, dear Goody" and signed it "Goody" as well; or of Zelda Fitzgerald, who once focused on the sartorial-"I look down the tracks and see you coming and out of every haze and mist your darling rumpled trousers are hurrying to me"-but it is true in the general...
...clouds were lowering as Summing jogged onto the training track. Then an exercise rider set him down on the rail, and Summing began to run. Railbirds could not believe their eyes, and the track's dockers stared at their watches in amazement. The bay colt pounded through the mist at a sizzling pace, and when he flashed past the mile pole Summing had set a new training track record, 1 min. 374/5 sec. Four days later, Summing proved that his startling workout was no fluke. He won the Belmont Stakes in convincing style to crush the Triple Crown hopes...
...sailed imperiously in the calm Atlantic waters 60 miles off the Florida coast. On its 4½-acre deck, even as midnight approached, sailors and their officers worked amid a terrific din of pumps and engines and catapults. The ship was headed into a balmy wind, and a soft mist hung in the night air. Thirteen of the carrier's jets were still out on a routine training run. The pilot of one, an electronic radar-jamming EA-6B Prowler, had his plane a scant two miles aft of the Nimitz, and banked into position for a final approach...
...York: When one asks me the cities I prefer, I put New York in the ranks of Venice, Ghent, Florence, Jerusalem. The first time I saw New York it was from the sky. How dazzling! I had flown there overnight, and the rising sun had not dissipated the mist of the early morning. Manhattan, gray and golden in its geometric relief, had a full softness. I have returned there five or six times. By plane I have always experienced the same shock, the same impression of entering the future through the window...
...bloody battle between small armies of knights on horseback. Their armor splattered with blood and mud, they fight against the background of a bright orange sky, the bloodshot sun hanging low. The strange atmosphere of unreality intensifies with the entrance of Merlin (Nicol Williamson) who emerges from the mist covered in black robes, his head adorned with a glistening silver skull cap. Uther (Gabriel Byrne), boldest of the knights--soon-to-be father of Arthur--hacks through the earnage and calls out to Merlin "I must be King! I must have that sword! I must have Excalibur!" Merlin cackles...