For a moment, she could not catch her breath and then, her breath returning in short, frightened spasms, she lifted herself to her feet laboriously.

For a moment his hatred toward drunken or careless drivers softened.

For the present it is enough to note that in the grotesque figure of Jacoby, at the moment of his collapse, all these elements come together in prophetic parody.

For a moment the hall confused him.

For a moment, boy and mount hung in midair.

For instance -- what about all those people Harold Rhodes went toward unhesitatingly, as if this were the one moment they would ever have together, their one chance of knowing each other??

For a moment she thought of answering with the truth but she knew there were men who shied away from virginity, who demanded some degree of education in body as well as mind.

For the moment there was no woman in his life, and it was this vacuum that had given Claire her opportunity.

For a moment she held her face to the empty doorway ; ;

For a moment or two, both scenes are present simultaneously, one growing weaker, one growing stronger.

For a moment he thought of going into Crosson's office to explain that he had to leave, but there was now such a pain in his chest, such a pounding in his head, that he decided to let it go.

For another moment we didn't talk, then she began to weep.

For a moment he felt like a thief discovered.

For an otherwise silent moment, Jim's keys jingled nervously in his pocket.

For a moment, her mind returned again to the strange, flying world of birds, and she said to herself.

For a moment, anger darkened the hallway about her, and when she found her voice, anger thickened it.

For a moment he could make no sense at all of what he saw.

For a rigid body rotating around an axis of symmetry ( e. g. the blades of a ceiling fan ), the angular momentum can be expressed as the product of the body's moment of inertia, I, ( i. e. a measure of an object's resistance to changes in its rotation rate ) and its angular velocity ω:

For an object with a fixed mass that is rotating about a fixed symmetry axis, the angular momentum is expressed as the product of the moment of inertia of the object and its angular velocity vector:

For example: in the First Antinomy, Kant proves the thesis that time must have a beginning by showing that if time had no beginning, then an infinity would have elapsed up until the present moment.

For instance, great anger or sadness may cause someone to lose focus on the present moment.

For example, philosopher John D. Kenyon writes: Reason might manage to raise a doubt about the truth of a conclusion of natural inductive inference just for a moment in the study, but the forces of nature will soon overcome that artificial skepticism, and the sheer agreeableness of animal faith will protect us from excessive caution and sterile suspension of belief.

For the simple electric dipole given above, the electric dipole moment points from the negative charge towards the positive charge, and has a magnitude equal to the strength of each charge times the separation between the charges.

For the current loop, the magnetic dipole moment points through the loop ( according to the right hand grip rule ), with a magnitude equal to the current in the loop times the area of the loop.

For a second, engages, cooks, voyageurs appeared struck dumb.

For, unlike the Sioux and the Crows, the Aricaras are not great horsemen, nor are they aggressive like the savage Blackfeet.

For although I had crossed a corner of the hall on my way to the toilet I still could not tell for sure how far to the rear the darkness extended.

For weeks I wandered about this neighborhood of warehouses and garages, truck terminals and taxi repair shops, gasoline pumps and longshoremen's lunch counters, yet never did I cease to feel myself a stranger there.

For his first five years in prison, they had shared a cell.

For everyone involved knew that the whole valley was a powder keg, and Mitchell Barton the fuse which could send it into explosive violence.

For men who had left cattle alone after getting their first notices had received no second.

For, with a single exception, nothing had happened to them.

For the unseen, ghostlike rifleman aimed a little higher the third time.

For Tom Horn, it turned out, had a number of rancher and cowboy witnesses ready and willing to swear with straight faces that he had been in Bates Hole the day of the killing.

For a blood-chilling ring of terror to the very sound of his name was the tool he needed for the job he'd promised to do.

For less than a dozen miles from the unplowed land of the dead man lived another settler who had ignored the warnings that his existence might be foreclosed on -- a blatant and defiant rustler named Fred Powell.

For three straight years, Tom Horn patrolled the southern Wyoming pastures, and how many men he killed after Lewis and Powell ( if he killed Lewis and Powell ) will never be known.

For that legend was growing explosively, Rumor was insisting he received a price of $600 a man.

For Matilda, it was the first she had known in many a night.

'' For the last half hour Mary Jane had criss-crossed half the length of the Gardens and, at last, come upon her knight.

For three days, their stolid oxen had plodded up a blazing valley as flat and featureless as a dead sea.

For an anthropologist, loquacious old L'Turu was a mine of information.

For a brief period each year, the rays of the sun are warm enough to melt some of the snows piled a mile deep at the base of the headwalls, and then the pinnacles glisten in the daytime at high noon, and billions of gallons of water begin their slow seepage under the glaciers and across the rockstrewn hanging valleys on their long, meandering journey to the sea -- running east past the sky-carving massifs of Gurla Mandhata and Kemchenjunga, then turning south and curling down through the jungles of Assam, past the Khasi Hills, and into Bengal, past Sirinjani and Madaripur, until the hard water of the melting snows mingles with the soft drainage of fields and at length fans out to meld with the teeming salt depths of the Bay of Bengal.

For a while he was content to let events develop in their good time.

For fifty years his guns and ham-like fists shot holes through and battered the daylights out of the enemies of law and order in the frontier towns of the West.

For several months now, Jack Carter, a big overgrown boy of fifteen with a fuzzy, pimpled face and greenish catlike eyes with a lot of red in them, had been haunted by a dream, a vision, of a Woman.

For one thing, this is not a subject often discussed or analyzed.