Word: wept
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...acted accordingly; so did musical virtuosos. Narcissism became the basic mental illness of modern times. This may sound overly schematic, but Sennett ornamented his provocative thesis with a rich array of illustrations on what kind of makeup French ladies used under the ancien regime and why London theater audiences wept when a hero died, and why the malls of modern shopping centers often stand empty...
...marking the end of the monthlong Ramadan fast. As the first light of day fell over West Beirut, families gathered in the city's cemeteries to mourn their dead. Some people quietly prayed and read the Koran beside older graves marked by marble slabs and beribboned arbors. Others wept beside the many fresh mounds of dirt, marked only by cinder blocks. Near by lay picks and shovels left by gravediggers the evening before. As a heavyset middle-aged woman dropped leafy sprigs on three fresh graves, she became hysterical and collapsed into the arms of those who rushed...
JoAnn Hinckley, the defendant's mother, covered her face. She sobbed, embraced her husband and then, though she tried not to, she smiled. So did her husband, the Colorado oil millionaire who last year kicked their boy out of the house and this month wept as he testified: "I wish to God I could trade places with him right now." But the dull blue eyes of their wayward son, pasted like wafers on his expressionless face, avoided the gaze of those in the courtroom through the very end. What emotions swirled in his twisted psyche-a mystery that neither...
...joked about her forebear George III, who, she said, "played a seemingly disastrous role" in our affairs some 200 years back. When Reagan went to view the Berlin Wall, the gesture evoked more memories, this time of Kennedy, 19 Junes ago, when millions of besieged West Berliners cheered and wept as he drove through their midst and finally shouted his challenge, now etched deeply in history: "Ich bin ein Berliner...
...know what to do. I said, 'You're very welcome,' and I said it so coldly." That was the last she heard of John, she said, until a Washington reporter called to ask if she knew that her son had just shot the President. She wept at the memory. The judge called a recess as John Hinckley was led from the courtroom, shaken by his mother's appearance. -By Anastasia Toufexis. Reported by David S.Jackson/Washington