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Mr. Hilton has a blithe British manner and jokes about his un-Californian accent: “I have trouble saying ‘water’ in a way that people understand.”

From The Wall Street Journal ● Sep. 29, 2026

That may give these companies an extra temporary boost, but consumers might not be so blithe, Malek warns.

From Barron's ● Apr. 27, 2026

Steppenwolf Theatre co-artistic director Audrey Francis brings a casual grace to her portrayal of Belinda Blair, the blithe peacemaker of the troupe who knows all the company’s secrets and spills them every chance she gets.

From Los Angeles Times ● Feb. 10, 2025

In one blithe sentence, Shafik assumes into legitimacy the major institutions of liberal modernity and declares them partners in a cooperative project, without inquiring into whether or how these institutions might be democratically justified.

From Slate ● May 9, 2024

Instead, she returned him to his agony with a blithe shrug of her shoulders.

From "Becoming" by Michelle Obama

What kind of toxic passive-aggressive blither is that?

From Time ● Mar. 1, 2014

As for his poetic effusions and snatches of writing, they are mostly fey blither.

From Time Magazine Archive

Lady Mary is, blithe and blither, on her way.

From Time Magazine Archive

Have you a gayer, blither, more youthful scapegrace writing today than Mozart?

From Old Fogy His Musical Opinions and Grotesques by James Huneker

I don't know that I ever saw a blither young fellow until about the time the finding of that board of survey was announced.

From Laramie; or, The Queen of Bedlam. by Charles King

Ms. Bouder, now often so mannered in ballets by George Balanchine, was at her freest and blithest.

From New York Times ● Feb. 23, 2018

If you are late for “Amy,” a new documentary about Amy Winehouse, you will miss her at her blithest.

From The New Yorker ● Jul. 1, 2015

Though its social scope is narrower than Hardy’s, you do come away from it with a true sense of the shrouded world that he devised, where fate could frown upon even the blithest day.

From The New Yorker ● Apr. 27, 2015

When Cooke died last week at 95, the English-speaking world said a melancholy good-night to a consummate reporter and the world's wisest, blithest uncle.

From Time Magazine Archive

Outwardly, she was the blithest passenger on the steamer, and daily she held a sort of salon for the few other passengers who were doomed to the heat and the weariness of such a voyage.

From The Key to Yesterday by Charles Neville Buck