Word: torment
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...adulation of his more fervent admirers. What gave Nixon his driven quality was the titanic struggle among the various personalities within him. And there was never a permanent victor between his dark and sensitive sides. Now one, now another personality predominated, creating an impression of menace, of torment, of unpredictability and finally of enormous vulnerability...
...Clemente and watched as the sun burned the fog off the ocean. Occasionally I saw a slight, stoop-shouldered figure amble along the edge of the cliff beyond which lay only the beach and the Pacific. In that tranquil setting Richard Nixon was enduring the long final torment of his political career. Outside of the seclusion of San Clemente, the country buzzed with speculation about whether he would survive as President. He himself seemed calm. He rarely talked about Watergate?never illuminatingly...
...that had been used occasionally by Dwight Eisenhower and John F. Kennedy as Air Force One. Though Nixon "was chafing at my growing prominence," writes Kissinger, he approved the trip. Perhaps he hoped that "some spectacular success could demonstrate his indispensability and thereby end his torment." Or perhaps he was simply heeding one of the notes he was making at the time on how to wage a campaign against impeachment; a Jan. 5 entry said, "Act like a President. " First stop, on Jan. 11, was Aswan, some 400 miles south of Cairo...
...there is a kind of torment that goes deeper than such memories, and here is where their idea of revenge comes into focus. The children express this thought indirectly...
Clearly nothing as simple as mere beauty, or sensuality, or torment, or any ordinary combination of these qualities will reduce both Charles and cynical 20th century filmgoers to the requisite mush. Fowles uses a good many words and some carefully worked literary effects to evoke Sarah's strangeness: "It was an unforgettable face, and a tragic face. Its sorrow welled out of it as purely, naturally and unstoppably as water out of a woodland spring. There was no artifice there, no hypocrisy, no hysteria, no mask; and above all, no sign of madness. The madness was in the empty...