Word: sorrowfully
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Sorrow Is Out. Sipping Scotch and tinkering with his hi-fi in his Left Bank apartment under the surveillance of a cageful of doves, Lamorisse at 38 fits the description once given him as "a man continually on vacation." The son of a well-to-do family of Flemish descent, he did poorly in school, never considered any work worthy of serious pursuit until he discovered film making. He still writes and edits his films in his living room, with the help of his wife and within earshot of Pascal and his other two children...
...both candidates. The candidates, with much more traveling ahead, and much more television, will do what they can to resolve doubts and arouse enthusiasm. But at least in the eyes of the pros, the main burden of getting out the vote now rests-as Adlai Stevenson learned, to his sorrow, in 1956 -on a fast-moving, hardworking, well-integrated political organization. And in Kennedy terms, that means Jack and Bobby, the most successful brother act in U.S. politics...
...coffee and cake on a four-day swing through The Bronx, Brooklyn and Long Island, and pulled out one organ stop farther than anyone else has. Referring to the wartime deaths of her eldest son Joe and her son-in-law, Rose Kennedy told the housewives: "Jack knows the sorrow, the grief, the tears and the heartbreaking grief and loneliness that come to a family when a mother has lost her eldest son and a young bride has lost her bridegroom. So I know that Jack will never get us into...
...wrote The Black Book. This first novel is a glittering, exultant, outrageous act of self-indulgence, and the reader needs no dust-jacket exegesis to tell him that this is the work of a brilliant boy. Durrell raises up laments to the bleakness of life, bathes in scorn and sorrow the wretched creatures who must live it, sets down prose odes to the godawfulness of England. The outlook is determinedly fungoid, yet the tone is perversely gleeful. The author is gloriously drunk with sex, sin, scorn, youth and his own deflowering genius...
...Best Reading The Human Season, by Edward Lewis Wallant. The grief of a 59-year-old plumber over the sudden death of his wife is the unlikely subject of this remarkably skillful first novel. With telling economy, Author Wallant suggests the climate of a marriage, the texture of sorrow without sentimentality and the twisting agony of an agnostic Job who cannot tame his rage with resignation...