A tall, restless, nail-biting man, expensively dressed, he looked at least ten years older than forty - three. His face was tanned, his eyes steely blue. In repose, his expression was peculiarly dead. But his face would frequently crinkle into a smile and — which was disconcerting — from time to time he looked straight across at me, nodding and grinning, as if trying to convey a message of some kind.

What It Means

This is a placeholder explanation generated by the low-overhead model. It interprets "A tall, restless, nail-biting man, expensively dressed, he looked at least ten years older than forty - three. His face was tanned, his eyes steely blue. In repose, his expression was peculiarly dead. But his face would frequently crinkle into a smile and — which was disconcerting — from time to time he looked straight across at me, nodding and grinning, as if trying to convey a message of some kind." in the context of "Richard Ingrams Goldenballs (Private Eye/André Deutsch, 1979), as cited in a review "Living on your writs", The Guardian (25 October 1979), p. 11" to mean that wisdom is timeless.