Ferdinand's Roman Catholic contemporaries considered him a saintlike monarch; his Protestant opponents feared him as a tyrant.
Edwin Cameron, the gay South African judge who was found to be HIV-positive, and became a prominent campaigner against Aids, later explained: "A message from this man of saintlike, in some ways almost godlike, stature, would have been effective.
If, by the late forties, Kirstein could write with saintlike self-suppression that his "only justification" was to enable Balanchine "to do exactly what he wants to do in the way he wants to do it," he did not cease to chafe at the bonds that seemed to hold him back wherever he turned.
In "A Black November Turkey," he praises "the cocks that one by one, / Dawn after mortal dawn, with vulgar joy / Acclaim the sun"; in "After the Last Bulletins" the garbage-collectors, "saintlike men, / White and absorbed, with stick and bag remove / The litter of the night".
It was you who slid your hand down down inside my trousers... and frigged me slowly until I came off through your fingers, all the time bending over me and gazing at me out of your quiet saintlike eyes".
Earhart was saintlike only as a martyr to her own ambition, who became an object of veneration and is periodically resurrected — her unvarnished glamour, like a holy man's body, still miraculously fresh.
Because of Lenin's importance to the revolution and the saintlike status the Communists gave him, the Soviet government decided to have his body preserved.
The book admits that Life idealized some subjects to the point of making them saintlike (for example, presenting the Mercury astronauts as "virtually flawless") and that the magazine covered wars with an uncritical "Us against Them" perspective.
You see that even as she was this amazing saintlike woman, she struggled just like all of us with insecurity and self-doubt and wondering whether her life was enough and what her worth was.
Indeed, she enjoys an almost saintlike aura among some of her followers as a woman who gave everything for her nation, losing both her father and her mother, and then forwent marriage and children.
A saintlike patience is necessary, even with a committed and focused performance like that given by the Eclipse Quartet and the pianist Vicki Ray at Roulette on Monday evening.
