Word: sorrowful
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...took more sorrow to make Eleanor become Eleanor. In 1921 Franklin was stricken with paralytic polio. She nursed her husband, fought off his mother's inclination to keep him an invalid at the family home in Hyde Park. She also encouraged Franklin to seek the governorship of New York, which he won in 1928. She was less than enthusiastic about his pushing on to the presidency, but once he decided to run, she worked hard...
Cheating Enemy. Nehru could take heart from the determination of the Indian people, reinforced by an ancient, almost visceral dislike of the Chinese. A Bengali teacher said, "I met some Communist acquaintances last night. I told them that if they turned out to be responsible for bringing sorrow to our country, I would kill them with my bare hands." Unions decided to give up strikes. Even India's Communists obliquely condemned Red China, and pacifists like saintly Vinoba Bhave supported the war effort...
...boldly down the third-base line. Willie Mays grabs a handful of dirt and edges away from second. Yankee Pitcher Ralph Terry peers nervously at Batter Willie McCovey. A single means the ball game. Terry throws, McCovey swings. Crack! Second Baseman Bobby Richardson flings out his glove. Plunk. Joy, sorrow, delirium, despair-and cut to razor-blade commercial. For the 20th time in 27 tries, the New York Yankees are the world champions of baseball, richer by something like...
...DESPAIR: This period usually began after three to eight weeks, and proved to be the most difficult for both subject and experimenter. The boy expressed loneliness, depression, sorrow, and sometimes fear and guilt--a "sickness unto death...
...soft, sepulchral baritone. They undulate in measured phrases, expire in breathless wisps. He fills his lungs and blows word-rings like smoke. The sentences curl upward. They chase each other around the room in dreamy images of Steamboat Gothic. Now he conjures moods of mirth, now of sorrow. He rolls his bright blue eyes heavenward. In funereal tones, he paraphrases the Bible (" 'Lord, they would stone me . . .'") and church bells peal. "Motherhood." he whispers, and grown men weep. "The Flag!" he bugles, and everybody salutes...