rueful

“In fact, it could be the kind of flop that folks around the blogosphere discuss in rueful tones.”

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“With wry insight, he views the Steins ensconced in rueful domesticity.”

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“Priscilla, in rueful remembrance of many trips to the dressmaker's.”

Just Patty

“(Obviously Shafer disagrees with Barthoff's conclusion that Villages embodies "a certain rueful but forgiving intelligence and, yes, wisdom about the accumulating passages, overt and hidden, of ordinary human existence," but that Walter Berthoff liked this novel while Shafer did not certainly seems an insufficient reason to call Berthoff dishonest.”

Book Reviewing

“His expression was rueful as he glanced down at me.”

Simon & Schuster: At First Sight

“When it was finally belching smoke to his satisfaction, he looked at me, and in his eye was what I can only describe as a rueful twinkle.”

The Beekeeper's Apprentice

“And through it all he had the quick memory of his mother's companionship, he could recall her rueful looks whenever the eager inaccurate ways, in which he reflected certain ineradicable tendencies of her own, had lost him a school advantage; he could remember her exhortations, with the dash in them of humorous self-reproach which made them so stirring to the child's affection; and he could realise their old far-off life at Murewell, the joys and the worries of it, and see her now gossiping with the village folk, now wearing herself impetuously to death in their service, and now roaming with him over the Surrey heaths in search of all the dirty delectable things in which a boy-naturalist delights.”

Robert Elsmere

“And through it all he had the quiet, memory of his mother's companionship, he could recall her rueful looks whenever the eager inaccurate ways, in which he reflected certain ineradicable tendencies of her own, had lost him a school advantage; he could remember her exhortations, with the dash in them of humorous self-reproach which made them so stirring to the child's affection; and he could realize their old far-off life at Murewell, the joys and the worries of it, and see her now gossiping with the village folk, now wearing herself impetuously to death in their service, and now roaming with him over the Surrey heaths in search of all the dirty delectable things in which a boy-naturalist delights.”

Robert Elsmere

“I could tell by the look on his face - kind of rueful and thunderous - as he walked down the path that something had happened.”

August 2005