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Word: smiling (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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...possibility, from fear to hope -- and then back, always back again, when we realize that the conditional tense holds even more horror than the present. Ultimately a Potter protagonist is likely to realize, like Dorothy back from Oz, that life is best endured at home. Just plant a bitter smile on your face, and whistle something sweet in the dark...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Show Business: Notes From The Singing Detective | 12/19/1988 | See Source »

Caught between the insurgent and counterinsurgent campaigns, terrified citizens can hardly remember the gentle ways that characterized Sri Lanka for decades. "Today I am afraid to smile at anyone on the street," says Vallipuram Pararajasingham, a doctor in northern Vavuniya. In the south, people are too frightened even to venture into the streets. "You find television newscasters afraid to work, lawyers afraid to attend bar meetings, and M.P.s who resign after threats," says Wickremasinghe. "Everyone is living in a psychosis of fear...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sri Lanka | 12/19/1988 | See Source »

...offer a Big Mac, a Coke and a smile...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A Holiday Hit List | 12/16/1988 | See Source »

Here he comes again, with those linebacker's eyes and that tight smile that hides the iron teeth. Mikhail Gorbachev is due to arrive in New York City this week for a big meeting (the United Nations General Assembly) and a small one (lunch with Ronald Reagan and George Bush). Both events are likely to underscore the challenge that Bush faces as he sets about to recapture the ground that the U.S. has lost to the man from Moscow in the arena of international public opinion...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Paint The Town Red:Mikhail Gorbachev's Visit to New York | 12/12/1988 | See Source »

...minutes went by with their fingers to their lips. Then there was a small knocking on wood. It was a blond. A blond to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window. She smelled the way the Taj Mahal looked by moonlight. She gave me a smile I could feel in my hip pocket. "Cops are just people," she said irrelevantly. "They start out that way, I've heard...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: Private Eye, Public Conscience | 12/12/1988 | See Source »

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