M-W Word Sanguine: T.J. Watt is sanguine about the Steelers' chances against the Chiefs

Sanguine

san·​guine | \ ˈsaŋ-gwən


Essential Meaning of sanguine


formal : confident and hopeful


Examples


She has a sanguine disposition/temperament.


He is sanguine about the company's future.


Full Definition of sanguine (Entry 1 of 2)


1: marked by eager hopefulness : confidently optimistic

Example


A lot of attention also is being devoted to the development of vaccines to prevent genital herpes, although not everyone is sanguine about the outcome.


— The Journal of the American Medical Association


Second definition


2: BLOODRED


… the radiant heat from the cedar logs, whose sanguine colour made the silvered locks of his hair into a fantastic wreath of flames.

— Elinor Wylie


4: having blood as the predominating bodily humor


An abundance of red blood was marked by a warm and sanguine temperament; whereas, an excess of yellow bile produced the choleric temperament …


— Samuel Lytler Metcalfe


also : having the bodily conformation and temperament held characteristic of such predominance and marked by sturdiness, healthy red complexion, and cheerfulness


He conceived himself rather as a sanguine and strenuous man, a great fighter.

— G. K. Chesterton


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