Word: sunlight
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...strong sunlight that bathes Italy, the Renaissance masters reveled in huge walls of spectrum-splattered fresco. In darker Northern Europe, the Renaissance first came in the more compact fashion of the graphic arts, in which line dominates color. And no one in the Renaissance drew a finer line than Albrecht Dürer (see color...
...always, Updike's lean, acrobatic prose makes his performance look effortless: sunlight is "like raw ore still heaped on the upper half of the barn wall," birds on a wire "darkly punctuated an invisible sentence." One sweep of his pen can illuminate whole facets of life: after Joey's mother suffers a severe and terrifying attack of angina, 11-year-old Richard hurries to the homestead to see "a parade he was afraid of missing and afraid of catching...
...constitutional formula. But the immediate threat of U.D.I, and all its ugly ramifications had-for the moment-been averted. It remained to be seen if Rhodesia's blacks would be as patient as Wilson was willing to be. As he boarded his R.A.F. Comet in the bright sunlight of Salisbury Airport Saturday morning, Wilson left behind a frozen silence. But frost, in the Rhodesian context, is better than fire...
...sodium, ionized calcium, iron, nickel, copper and potassium. Last week James Westfall, a young Caltech scientist, reported that his infrared observations of Ikeya-Seki were probably the first ever made of a comet. He is certain that the infrared emissions came from the comet itself and were not reflected sunlight. Analysis of this data should give scientists a better understanding of the structure and composition of comets...
...were amused. He had diagnosed the instrument pneumonia-before the doctors, even before it struck. Now he would have nothing to do with his foolish, fluttering rescuers. Weakly, vainly, he ordered his own brother, Dr. Robert Proust, from the room. After he died, those malevolent enemies of his life, sunlight and flowers, were admitted at last to his presence, along with a steady tide of mourners. One of these, Jean Cocteau, the poet, noting the neat pile of manuscripts on the mantel, ventured the thought that their composer was "continuing to live, like the ticking watch on the wrist...