Sentence examples for happy era from inspiring English sources

"It's a happy era," she added as she stood around a table with friends, one of whom sipped an azure drink called a Blue Moon.

In the space of two hours, we left behind a happy era of Game Boy economics and trophy houses and entered a world of fear and vengeance.

The first half of the legend describes how the king and the bishop ruled Sweden like 'two great lights' with feelings of 'internal love' toward each other, emphasizing the peaceful coexistence of the secular and ecclesiastical rule during a happy era when 'predatory wolves' could not hit their 'poisonous teeth against the innocent'.

It's easy to forget just how famous and anomalous this cross-dressing west country Mephistopheles was during that Britpop-happy era.

Lady is possibly a bad name for a band, not because there's anything wrong with it but because in this Google-happy era it's almost impossible to search for the group without getting a million irrelevant results.

In five years, Warner will be eligible for consideration to the Pro Football Hall of Fame, and his credentials during the N.F.L.'s pass-happy era seem to make him a solid contender.

By Ben Greenman Lady is possibly a bad name for a band, not because there's anything wrong with it but because in this Google-happy era it's almost impossible to search for the group without getting a million irrelevant results.

Selfies offer a modicum of control in a snap-happy era, where you're in charge of the image produced, and all editorial decisions are yours (you can see why the celebs love 'em).

That's the… Lady is possibly a bad name for a band, not because there's anything wrong with it but because in this Google-happy era it's almost impossible… Shane Carruth's first feature, "Primer," from 2004 (screening on April 4 at the Museum of the Moving Image), is a tour de force of low-budget… In 2004, Dance Theatre of Harlem went broke and had to suspend operations.

"In a happier era," Mr. Harris writes, "he would have smoked a pipe and offered tiny advances to minor academics over large lunches in Soho.

— had me scurrying from the theater with the television show's saccharine theme song ringing in my head, recalling a happier era when even bad sitcoms were not allowed to descend below a certain level of harmless tastelessness.