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Word: weepingly (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Stoughton! Thy new and frightened first-years weep...

Author: By Stephen E. Sachs and Michael L. Shenkman, MICHAEL L. SHENKMAN AND STEPHEN E. SACHSS | Title: Dartboard | 9/22/2000 | See Source »

...bright light. I could imagine that a pea-size tumor in my innards had sprouted and sent evil tendrils shooting through the lymph nodes, and now dense jungle growths had a grip on my vitals and in a few months people would sit in an Episcopal church and softly weep for me and then have a nice lunch. I was almost to the scattering of the ashes when the doctor walked in. He asked me how I was and I said fine. He sat down and perused the questionnaire I'd filled...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: My Day at the Clinic | 8/28/2000 | See Source »

...pony? Rerouting my overscheduled family toward an afternoon of free time is a task that would make hardened air-traffic controllers weep. It's small comfort to know that we echo the rest of America: a recent University of Michigan study determined that kids' free time had decreased 16% in a single generation. After asking 1,900 kids, ages 3 to 13, to keep a 24-hour diary (the little ones got help from parents), researcher Sandra Hofferth found that free time decreased dramatically from 1981 to 1997, from 63 hours a week to a mere...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Overscheduled? | 7/24/2000 | See Source »

...first, he showed mock disbelief, his hand caught in the cookie jar. Then his face turned purple and he looked ready to weep, and had to be escorted from the floor by the refs, whereupon he buried his face in a towel and refused to watch...

Author: By Daniel G. Habib, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Dan-nie Baseball: One Last Time Around the Park | 6/8/2000 | See Source »

...three-minute hike, it becomes clear that this mission will be fruitless: the windows are dark and a sign reads, "Be back at 3:30." Knocking on the door, repeatedly, does nothing. Knocking turns into banging, yelling and screaming. After half an hour, it is time to surrender and weep at the failure to acquire foodstuffs. Then the feeling hits - the same feeling of finding out that Santa isn't real, that the tooth fairy was actually mom. Realization of this reality obliterates any smidgen of innocence - this beacon of consistency, this paradigm of perpetuity, is not Store...

Author: By S. Graham-felsen, | Title: Fifteen Minutes: Serving You Twenty-Three Hours a Day | 4/20/2000 | See Source »

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