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Her principal aim was to have Spain's lost territories in Italy restored.
Her aim, she states, is to clearly communicate her ideas.
Her continuing aim has been to preserve and strengthen the U. S. national capacity for innovation by increasing support for basic research in science and engineering.
Her aim in life is to impress neighbours, friends, and important people.
Her aim was to have her poems distributed through the German birth clinics, but the letter has been interpreted as showing sympathy for Hitler.
Her marriage with Octave is seen as a victory of women over a man who refuses to be conquered and whose aim is to subjugate and exploit women using their own senses.
Her works aim to illuminate parallels between language and other cognitive processes.
Her stay in the eternal city gave her an ephemeral glimpse into a fascinating world of intellectual creativity and her sole aim in life upon her return to Albania was to become a writer.
Her aim is to expand the political influence of the FN and transform it into a " big popular party that addresses itself not only to the electorate on the right but to all the French people ".
Her aim was to make good, independent citizens for a good community.
Her aim and control are haphazard, though.
Her intention was to train nurses to a qualified and specialized level, with the key aim of learning to develop observation skills and sensitivity to patient needs, then allow them to work in hospital posts across the United Kingdom and abroad.
Her stated aim is to pursue engagement with the Central Queensland region's numerous Indigenous communities to improve education outcomes.
Her aim shared with her brother Sir Philip Sidney was to strengthen and classicise the English language and to support " true " religion, which, in their view, combined Calvinism, the principles of Castiglione, and acts of charity.
Their aim was to create a fellowship to " help the Goddess actively in the manifestation of Her divine plan.
Her end-of-season aim was once again the Breeders ' Cup Filly & Mare Turf, although she was partnered by another new jockey, US Hall of Fame rider Jerry Bailey.
Her aim appears to be to drive her husband crazy and she succeeds very nicely.
Her work was taken over by her younger daughter, Patti, who was involved in the establishment of the Doris Tate Crime Victims Bureau, a non-profit organization with the aim of monitoring criminal legislation and raising public awareness.
Her aim, she told colleagues, was to put in time as an administrator — to rise up a notch or two — and then return to secret operations.
Her aim, on realising they had little or no education, was to influence and educate them and make them aware of their socialist responsibilities and provide what was lacking in their day schools.
Her aim though was to paint a group portrait of the Electoral Commission ’ s 1877 meeting in the room.

Her and was
Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.
Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.
Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.
Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.
Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.
Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.
Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.
Her laugh was hard.
Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.
Her stern was down and a sharp list helped us to cut loose the lifeboat which dropped heavily into the water.
Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.
( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.
Her mother was a good manager and established a millinery business in Milwaukee.
Her name was Esther Peter.
Her brother Karl was a very gentle soul, her mother was a quiet woman who said little but who had hard, probing eyes.
Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.
Her action was involuntary.
Her name was Mollie.
Her speech was barren of southernisms ; ;
Her quarters were on the right as you walked into the building, and her small front room was clogged with heavy furniture -- a big, round, oak dining table and chairs, a buffet, with a row of unclaimed letters inserted between the mirror and its frame.
Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.
Her voice was ripe and full and her teeth flashed again in Sicilian brilliance before the warm curved lips met and her mouth settled in repose.

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