Word: revels
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...book Chekhov in My Life, that she was the writer's secret lifelong passion. Chekhov's only love. Simmons insists, was Olga Knipper, one of the first of a long series of famous actresses (including Dame Sybil Thorndike. Dame Judith Anderson and Katharine Cornell) to revel in Chekhov's rich feminine roles. Olga played Masha in the first production of The Three Sisters, in 1901, and married the playwright three years before his death at 44. If the play provided Chekhov with a wife, its ending also serves as his best epitaph: "The music plays so gaily...
...students called the newspaper's account highly exaggerated. But Komsomolskaya Pravda insisted that the railroad revel began in Moscow, when the college kids approached train No. 13, "bawling bawdy songs and clinging to each other like sailors during a storm." No sooner had the wheels begun to roll than "these savages from overseas started to guzzle liquor and shriek wildly. They tossed pillows at each other and stuck lampshades on their heads. Then they took their clothes off and began running after the girls in their own delegation...
This theme of embarrassment with jewelry making is one that artists revel in. Jean Arp says: "I made my first 'jewel' in 1914. I wore it myself as a tiepin. It was my period of dandyism." Giacometti says his first clips and buttons were made "to earn some money" and that, in recent years, he has refused invitations to make some jewelry because he has not been able to "summon up enough interest...
...mood was to revel, forgive and forget. In New Delhi more than a million Indians turned out to welcome respectfully and affectionately Britain's Queen Elizabeth II, who came not as an empress inspecting her subjects but an honored visitor to a Commonwealth partner...
...Living Eye. For Durrell, this discovery is a kind of Dionysian revel of language, a sunburst of images. Red wine is "volcano's blood." The evening air is "cool as the breath from the heart of a melon." A sunset in Rhodes becomes a conflagration. This is the kind of thing Durrell does so well that he tends to overdo it. But, periodically, he lifts imagery to insight. Many have written of the preternatural brilliance and clarity of the Greek light, but Durrell sensitively isolates its effect when he calls Greece not a country but a living...