Word: shiveringly
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...mice, was an old drum with an uncharacteristic burnt-black bottom hole ("As if it had been used like a cannon," Parfitt notes), the remains of carrying rings on its corners; and a raised relief of crossed reeds that Parfitt thinks reflects an Old Testament detail. "I felt a shiver go down my spine," he writes...
...around—even on campus. And, for the most part, we do not care if you do not like the smell of smoke when you are sitting near us outside ABP. You’ve taken our bars, restaurants, campus, even Leavitt and Pierce; at least let us shiver over a smoke outside in peace. That isn’t to say that we don’t plan on quitting, of course, just give us time. Maybe even a sympathetic smile or a high-five...
...show with “Shadow Song.” The manic joy faded away and Darnielle stood alone for the first time that night, grimacing and facing his demons head on, on their own terms. When he stepped away from the microphone to yell, it sent a shiver through the room. Still, it was hard not to smile after the show. Simply put, the Mountain Goats shimmer live and infuse their oeuvre with a vitality impossible to capture on record, and that’s enough to leave anyone happy—at least, until the home team slides...
...stirred by Jackman?s delicate power as a man both grieving and driven, spanning millennia, from the Iberian past to the astral future, to prove that love is stronger than death. I was impressed by Weisz? commitment to the role of Izzy, though it requires her mainly to shiver and sweat. And I was touched that Aronofsky, who could have kept making spiky little art films (and that would have been fine), took a chance on himself and the movie audience with a love story that is likely to alienate his old fans and confuse the mall rats...
...wall of that Baghdad police station reminded me of the pictures and notes on walls in downtown Manhattan after 9/11. The desperation and sorrow of people whose loved ones have disappeared is very familiar. The story of Waddah al-Anbari's ordeal as a kidnap victim made me shiver, cringe and wonder whether I would be able to keep my wits in a similar situation. It also got me to thinking about the untold consequences of war. Please keep telling these stories...