She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.

Both had blonde hair and blue eyes, and there was even a faint similarity of features.

He had spent two hours riding around the ranch that morning, and in broad daylight it was even less inviting than Judith Pierce had made it seem.

The slight flutter that had disturbed the motion of her heart when she entered the forest was gone now, and even the dim groves of trees through which she occasionally passed did not reawaken her fear.

She had spent too many hours looking ahead, hoping and longing to catch even a glimpse of Dan and finding nothing but emptiness.

Their product had been endorsed by Good Housekeeping, the A.M.A., and the Veterinary Journal, among other repositories of higher wisdom, and before much longer if you didn't have a cake of their soap in the john, even your best friends would think you didn't bathe.

And, as a matter of fact, Nicolas had slept in the park only part of one night, when he discovered that Munich's early mornings even in summer are laden with dew.

`` But knowing you, I know that you're glad to be alive, and grateful -- and sorry because I killed the snake, even though I had to.

He had a war reputation, but this was the kind of man women like even without medals.

Now it did not occur to him even to wonder whether it was wise for Robinson to dive again: Rob was his boy, the kid he had rescued from the streets, the object of his pride.

he had no use any longer for exact time, even had the watch been running.

Not only had he no canteen, but he lacked even the belt to hang one on.

He left the house and almost certain death without even increasing his pace and wondered by what remarkable stroke of Providence he had been allowed to come out alive.

Since then, and since the pure grain had gotten him divorced from every decent -- and even indecent -- group from Greenwich Village to the Embarcadero, he had become a sucker-rolling freight-jumper.

Also, we should not even to-day discount the fact that a region such as the coastal lowlands centering on Charleston had closer ties with England and the West Indies than with the North even after independence.

No, originally he had hoped to become a concert pianist and had even performed as such.

When I mentioned that for my first long voyage I did not even have the money for the return fare, but had trusted to luck that I would earn a sufficient amount, the young people looked at me doubtingly.

Others mentioned that I might have had to ask friends or even strangers for help and that to be stranded in a foreign country without sufficient funds did not contribute to international understanding.

Yet often fear persists because, even with the most rigid ritual, one is never quite free from the uneasy feeling that one might make some mistake or that in every previous execution one had been unaware of the really decisive act.

He gave us a simile to explain his admission that even at the worst period of his second illness it never occurred to him there was any renewed question about his running: as in the Battle of the Bulge, he had no fears about the outcome until he read the American newspapers.

It could be some kind of trick Budd had thought up.

Any lingering suspicion that this was a trick Al Budd had thought up was dispelled.

She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;

First he thought of the time he had ridden to Gavin and told him how his cattle were being rustled at the far end of the valley.

Then he thought of a time when Clayton's horse had fallen lame in the Gap.

At first I thought he had missed.

That mistake, she thought, had cost her dearly these past few days, and she wanted to avoid falling into any more of the traps that the mountain might set for her.

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

Once Todman thought he had spotted a tank and went down to investigate while Greg covered him.

Finally, as time began to run out, he headed into Ormoc and glide-bombed a group of houses that Intelligence had thought might contain Japanese supplies.

Somehow the thought of a simple man bewildered by things no one had ever really helped him understand moved the driver.

He had never seen her before, but now he thought of the manner in which he and Benson went in and out of the cities, at each end of their run.

He thought for a moment his heart had stopped beating.

Jack walked off alone out the road in the searing midday sun, past Robert Allen's three-room, tarpapered house, toward the field where the other boys were playing ball, thinking of what he would do in order to make Miss Langford have him stay in after school -- because this was the day he had decided when he thought he saw the look in her eyes.

That should do it, he thought, because Miss Langford had said she was going to be strict about school work.

They thought of themselves, to use Jefferson's words, as `` the Argonauts '' who had lived in `` the Heroic Age ''.

I used his polarity to illustrate what I thought had happened to us in that form of liberalism we call Progressivism.

Then suddenly we found ourselves in the middle of another fight, an irrational, an indecent, an undeclared and immoral war with our strongest ( and some had thought noblest ) ally.

Miriam had not yet goaded him into mentioning her directly, but one can feel the generalized anger in Wright's remarks to reporters when he was asked, one morning on arrival in Chicago, what he thought of the city as a whole.

He thought about it and he told the man he just couldn't do it over in accordance with the suggestions he had made.

Tessie, everybody thought, was a strong woman, but she was only strong because she had Alfred to lean on.

I had always thought of that lovable man as many years older than myself, although he was perhaps only twenty years older, and he confirmed my feeling, along with the feeling of both my sons, that teachers of the classics are invariably endearing.

Many of my friends at the time thought that I had received a well-deserved condemnation when Lincoln Steffens denounced me in a review of one of my books as a perfect example of the obsolete man who could understand and sympathize only with the dead past.

`` I thought I knew more than my education had taught me, '' notes the narrator, `` because I had encountered the militant mobs of a political or religious faith ''.