Her support of slavery and opposition to mixed-race unions created strains in her relationship with the Schoolcraft stepchildren.

Her stepchildren were silent but could no longer interfere.

Her ostensible indifference to and rebellion against suggestions and criticisms by anyone except peer friends during adolescence are the manifestations, in her adolescence, of her having been indoctrinated in childhood to feel shame, if not guilt, for failing to behave in a manner acceptable to, and judged by, the performance of her nursery- and elementary-school peer friends.

Her day starts early, but no matter how many pressing letters there are to be written ( and during May, which is National Salvation Army Week, there are plenty ), schedules to be made or problems to be solved, Mrs. Marr's office is always open and the welcome mat is out.

Her creations in fashion are from many designers because she doesn't want a complete wardrobe from any one designer any more than she wants `` all of her pictures by one painter ''.

Her hair was the color of those blooms which in seed catalogues are referred to as `` black '', but since no flower is actually without color contain always a hint of grape or purple or blue -- he wanted to draw the broad patina of hair through his fingers, searching it slowly for a trace of veining which might reveal its true shade beneath the darkness.

Her jealousy of Cassandra, and her wrath at the sacrifice of Iphigenia and at Agamemnon's having gone to war over Helen of Troy, are said to have been the motives for her crime.

Her contributions are mainly on the roles of antibodies directed against ion channel at the nerve-muscle junction in the pathogenesis of above mentioned diseases.

" Her portraits Fanny Travis Cochran, Dorothea and Francesca, and Ernesta and her Little Brother, are fine examples of her skill in painting children ; Ernesta with Nurse, one of a series of essays in luminous white, was a highly original composition, seemingly without precedent.

Her gambling, cheating, and competitive skills are unrivaled except by Spike.

Her own origins are unknown.

Her parents are retired and live in Morristown, Tennessee.

On the other hand, " Her grades are so good that she's either very bright or studies hard " allows for the possibility that the person is both bright and works hard.

Her damages are £ 450.

and those followers who " chant the name of the Lord " are cleared as outlined thus: " Her account is cleared by the Righteous Judge of Dharma, when she chants the Name of the Lord, Har, Har.

Her books were and still are enormously popular throughout the Commonwealth and across most of the globe.

Her team of horses pull her chariot across the sky and are named in the Odyssey as Firebright and Daybright.

Her image with the dead Memnon across her knees, like Thetis with the dead Achilles are icons that inspired the Christian Pietà.

:: Her wells of bitter water, behold they are become wells of good water,

Appeals from the Court of Appeal are sent to Her Majesty's Most Honourable Privy Council, which essentially is the same body as the Judicial Committee of the House of Lords.

Her publications emphasized that women and men are different, but this shouldn ’ t stop them from equality under the law.

Her paintings are often of flower designs above shops and stores in her local urban area of Cambridge, Massachusetts.

They are entitled to the style Her Excellency or His Excellency during the office-holder's term of office.

Her classical education left its mark ; Christopher Stray has observed that " George Eliot's novels draw heavily on Greek literature ( only one of her books can be printed correctly without the use of a Greek typeface ), and her themes are often influenced by Greek tragedy ".

Hence their states ' governments are not referred to by the traditional parliamentary model head of state styles of " His / Her Majesty's Government " or " His / Her Excellency's Government.

Her name Thora is derived from the name of the Norse God of thunder and lightning, Thor.

Her child, Rand al ' Thor, is the prophesied Dragon Reborn, the central character of The Wheel of Time.

Her treason is discovered by Bruce Banner, and she is quickly taken away by Thor and imprisoned in Asgard.

Her tenuous plan had a questionable outcome but as it was reaching some sort of fruition, a Darkfriend informed her that Rand al ' Thor had slept with Aviendha, an Aiel Maiden of the Spear.

Her hatred for Rand al ' Thor is greater than ever.

Her body is placed upon Hringhorni with Baldr, the ship is set aflame, and the god Thor hallows the pyre with his hammer Mjöllnir.

Her second Warder is her lover, Rand al ' Thor, the Dragon Reborn.

Her mother made her half-brothers Hamdir and Sörli exact revenge on her death, a story which is retold in Hamðismál and Guðrúnarhvöt, Bragi Boddason's Ragnarsdrápa, in the Völsunga saga and in Gesta Danorum.

Her eyes were glazed as if she didn't hear or even see him.

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 hat had come off and fallen behind her shoulders, held by the string, and he could see her face more clearly than he had at any time before.

Her arm bled slightly, and the offended skin cried out in pain.

Her own body protested, aching painfully where the blood in her veins had congealed, where cold demon wisps still clung and caressed.

Her impact in the zing commercials had led to her being considered for an excellent part in an upcoming TV series, Underwater Western Eye, a documentary-type show to be sponsored by Oatnut Grits.

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 Nicolas lay curled in the sun like a fawn, black hair falling over his eyes.

Her eyes had opened, she had caught a glimpse of a new faith.

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 temper sparked like charcoal when it first lights up.

Her chin sharpened.

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 glance swung past the trailer where the two drivers were standing.

Her scream split up the silence of the car, accompanied by the rattling of the freight, and then Cappy came off the floor, his legs driving him hard.

Her long thin arms moved in a slow rhythmical gesture over the family possessions which were placed in front of her.

Her clothes, her hair, everything about her is both graceful and simple.