He'd told Hank Maguire and Luis Hernandez about his wife's refusal to come with him and about what he now intended to do.

After recording the second version of the song, Lennon wanted to do something different with it, as Martin remembered: " He'd wanted it as a gentle dreaming song, but he said it had come out too raucous.

He'd have to do something before we could consider him bad at it.

He'd rather have the team do sometimes rather dangerous or stupid promotional gimmicks and autograph signings with fans than having them save the world, although he does acknowledge that they do good.

He'd wanted her to go back to a normal girl's life after she had gotten her revenge due to the brutality of the life of a Samurai, and he often tries again to convince her to do so whenever situations that he doesn't think she can handle arise.

He'd shoot at anything if it was the rear end of a horse or his own sentry.

He'd always considered the islands his home, and had never considered the possibility of anyone seeing him as anything other than black, but he realized here for the first time, by some, he might be considered white.

He'd be an idiot to let them stay he thought, but he couldn't send them on, either.

He'd started a fire and put coffee on, and now was busy at the work board of his chuck wagon.

He'd come alone, without his wife and child.

He'd been in an angry mood: Conchita had thought his face almost ugly with the anger in him.

He'd hoped to catch Jesse Macklin there.

He'd put on his old brown corduroy coat and it was already soaked.

He'd mounted up immediately and raced with a revolver ready toward the spot from which he'd estimated the shot had come.

He'd grin.

He'd come East for the christening, by God he would.

He'd not care about getting waked so he could give up some of his whisky to a slit of a kid and maybe lose one of his hiding places in the bargain.

( He'd get the engine oil flowing with an electric heater under a big canvas cover.

He'd landed the plane on a small airstrip in Connecticut and as soon as the aircraft had coasted to a stop, everyone had burst into chatter at the same moment.

He'd have to start going to some of the other places again.

He'd been there several times, back when, while he and Radic had been friends, or at least not enemies.

He'd mentioned it, himself, at church and everybody seemed to have the idea that Tolley had left because Jenny had jilted him for Roy Robards.

He'd had no idea how unhappy his sweet peach had been.

He'd have to think, but the main thing, the imperative necessity, was to leave before Sam Bentley was up and about, and before Millie detained him with sympathy.

He'd tell Sabella about the nightmare.

He'd just admitted it to me.

He'd not only told me so, he'd proved it.

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He'd spearheaded the Ace line, he was the originating editor-in-chief of the Avon paperback list in 1945, and I think he was hurt and took it personally.

He'd been sent by Pittsburgh's GM Branch Rickey to evaluate Clemente's teammate Joe Black, a pitcher Rickey himself had originally signed for the Dodgers and was now thinking of reacquiring for Pittsburgh.

When I asked him what, if anything, I could do about it, he surprised me by referring me to the director of the hall.

`` Don't say or do anything '', he said softly.

With all his musical activities, did he have the time and inclination to do anything else??

Like the cowboy in Stephen Crane's `` Blue Hotel '', we run around crying, `` Well, I didn't do anything, did I ''??

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`` Mr. Lane '', Hearst said, `` if you ever wish anything that I can do, all you will have to do will be to send me a telegram asking, and it will be done ''.

`` Mr. Hearst '', Lane replied as he left, `` if you ever get a telegram from me asking you to do anything, you can put the telegram down as a forgery ''.

What I want is to have this evidence come before Congress and if the Attorney General does not report it, as I am very sure he won't, as he has refused to do anything of the kind, I then wish that a committee of seven Representatives be appointed with power to take the evidence.

Lewis told him what clothes he should bring along, and enjoined him not to buy anything that he did not already own, they would do that in New York.

You can do anything with these dumb fucks if you know how.

I wanted to wipe my flint, but I didn't dare to, the state my hands were in, just as I didn't dare to do anything about the priming.

Before he left the apartment he knocked on their door and asked if there was anything he could do for them.

And in any case, answers may clarify but they do not change anything.

He was awful angry because he'd thought Ma was going to do something big, something heroic even, especially for her I know him I know him we felt the same sometimes while Ma wasn't thinking about that at all, not anything like that.

And there was still not anything that Linda Kay could do.

There was not anything she could do there, but that was where everyone was, or would be.

Linda Kay told him he couldn't do anything like that with his Grandma dying, and he said well they had to eat, didn't they, they weren't all dying.

If there is anything which we can do in the executive branch of the Government to speed up the processes by which we come to decisions on matters on which we must act promptly, that in itself would be a major contribution to the conduct of our affairs.

Sometimes those who know about them are too far down the line to be able to do anything about them.

he just can't do anything about it at all!!

This habit had become so fixed over the years that it seemed futile to do anything for which no one was waiting.

in working with these patients the therapist eventually gets to do some at least private mulling over of the possible meaning of a belch, or the passage of flatus, not only because he is reduced to this for lack of anything else to analyze, but also because he learns that even these animal-like sounds constitute forms of communication in which, from time to time, quite different things are being said, long before the patient can become sufficiently aware of these, as distinct feelings and concepts, to say them in words.

Falling most easily prey to an adverse market movement, for this rank of traders can least afford to lose, virtually anything the odd-lot traders do, marketwise, is taken to exemplify the `` wrong '' thing to do.