How long should I wait ''??

How far I knew will shortly become apparent.

How lightly her `` eventshah-leh '' passed into the crannies where I was storing dialect material for some vaguely dreamed opus, and how the word would echo.

`` How would I know??

His heart was pounding like a mighty dynamo and he was trying to think, his mind seeming to scream at him like a hurt or frightened child, `` How will I do it??

How he returned in such a ghastly condition, or why, I cannot say.

How, I asked, could chaos be admitted to chaos??

Once Peter asked, `` How oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him??

`` How many times have I told you '' -- he began, and was almost glad when she cut him off -- `` Too many times ''!!

I looked for Jessica to materialize out of the clogging, curdling crowd and, as the time passed and I waited, a fiend came to life beside me and whispered in my ear: How was I planning to greet Jessica??

How about them, I thought.

How did I get to be sixty-five so fast??

How am I going to live??

How would you feel about it if I were to ask you for a date when I get through at Hanover ''??

How can I find him??

How often have I looked to Jesus when entering the sick room, asking for His presence and help in my professional duties as I give my talents not only as the world giveth but as one who loves the Saviour and His creatures.

I said, `` How long do they keep that up ''??

She said to him, her father, `` How was I begotten, in pain or joy??

How can it be that I must part from you?

* In episode 2, season 4 of " How I Met Your Mother ", entitled " The Best Burger in New York ", Marshall's description of the taste of the best burger uses music that alludes to the 1984 film " Amadeus ", when Antonio Salieri describes the same music ( by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart ) with the same accuracy and passion with which Marshall speaks of the burger.

* Cómo me convertí en gran maestro y otros escritos " How I became grandmaster " and other writings, in Spanish.

**" How womanly it is for one who is a man to comb himself and shave himself with a razor, for the sake of fine effect, and to arrange his hair at the mirror, shave his cheeks, pluck hairs out of them, and smooth them !... For God wished women to be smooth and to rejoice in their locks alone growing spontaneously, as a horse in his mane.

How could he comprehend her need when he himself was innocent??

How could he exert authority over them -- make them toe the line, as he had to -- if he knuckled under to this small-town clown??

How much of an accident could that be ''??

`` How could the mess be admitted, because it appears to be the very opposite of form and therefore destructive of the very thing that art holds itself to be ''??

How could the rich, for whom life was made so simple, ever understand the subterfuges, the lies, the frauds, the errors, sins and even crimes to which the poor were driven in their efforts to overcome the great advantages the rich had in the race of life??

How, for example, could a Voltaire understand the strange predicament in which a Rousseau would find himself when, soon after the furor of his first Discourse, he acquired still another title to fame??

How far could it be, Watson thought bleakly, how far can a blind man crawl??

How could it have been thirty years already, she wondered??

How could anyone know what to do with an assortment like that??

How much and how many profits could a majority take out of the losses of a few??

How could supplying Eichmann with a platform on which to maintain that one could collaborate in the murder of millions of Jews without being an anti-semite contribute to a verdict against anti-Semitism??

How could she??

How could he be kind one moment and cruel the next??

How strange it was that he could give her this handsome house and carte blanche as to its beautiful furnishings, and fail her in -- spiritual ways.

How could they not??

A Christian came to Abbahu with the quibbling question: " How could your God in His priestly holiness bury Moses without providing for purificatory rites, yet oceans are declared insufficient?

How it works is unclear, but is likely immunotherapeutic, as the chronic inflammation could be the result of an autoimmune problem.

Deeply disturbed by the surge of militaristic nationalism in 1930s world politics, Chaplin found that he could not keep these issues out of his work: " How could I throw myself into feminine whimsy or think of romance or the problems of love when madness was being stirred up by a hideous grotesque, Adolf Hitler?

How could a tone become a picture and light become a noise?

How could a worse choice be made for your honour than in such haste to marry such a subject, who besides other and notorious lacks, public fame has charged with the murder of your late husband, besides the touching of yourself also in some part, though we trust in that behalf falsely.

How insidious he could be, too, I was only to find out several months later and a thousand miles farther.

At one point Polgár reportedly confronted Kasparov in the hotel bar, asking him, " How could you do this to me?