Of course, males play a role there, but believe me when I say you wouldn't enjoy yourself one bit on Eromonga.

`` Well, I was a little bit confused.

After scouring around a bit in the open area, I came across what proved to be tar-soaked logs which crackled and burned brightly, giving off vast rolls of smoke into the ashen sky.

Once or twice my father asked me if I wasn't overdoing a bit in my churchgoing.

Beneath the dome I saw the spot where the Byzantine Emperors were crowned, a bit of floor protected now by a wooden fence.

`` I fear explanations explanatory of things explained '', he said, leaving the biter bit -- and bitter.

`` This time '', Arlene said, and she even kept on wiggling a little bit while she was just talking, `` you're going to tell me what I am and what I'm doing.

There had been some coconut in it, for I remember my mother's taking a quick glance at a stringy bit of this nut on the cheek of one of them and then putting down her radish with a shiver.

I have found, time and again, that some bit of particularly annoying and intractable behavior on the part of a patient rests, in the final analysis, on this basis ; ;

I was held up a bit trying to make a left turn.

`` Not a bit '', I said, `` but she's keeping her figure in hand ''.

The killer, if in our present group, would certainly be interested in knowing that much, and even though with the fingerprint evidence what it was I could see no way he could use this bit of information to improve on his situation, there might always be some way.

But I'm not one damned bit sorry I went out to question the people I know in the places they hang around, and '' --

-- and said it sharply, not as in the Patchen bit, but as an order -- so I stopped my hand and looked at him.

I didn't smell a drop of liquor, and we didn't have a bit of trouble ''.

`` I have enjoyed it and will feel a bit lost at least for a while '', she said wistfully Friday.

'' Performed in New York by the original cast and I think this company is every bit as good, and perhaps better.

I didn't like it one bit.

`` Maybe I am padding it a bit, Anne '', he said.

In later years I came into contact with the Emperor on several occasions, and I felt not the slightest bit timid.

" In the same interview Frances said: " I never even thought of it as being a fraud – it was just Elsie and I having a bit of fun and I can't understand to this day why they were taken in – they wanted to be taken in.

I walked up and down Hollywood Boulevard several times a day ; at first alone, then with Richard Gerstle and later Sarah Finch, witnessing to businessmen and hippies, and to whomever the Spirit led me.

She never exhibited any lack of self-assurance, any timidity in her relations with that society outside of whose conventions she quite publicly existed .... he looked absolutely straight into the eyes of whomever she confronted and during that golden time in which we were dear friends, I never heard a false word from her mouth.

I believe everyone should have the right to love and commit to whomever they want.

Frances I, on the other hand, decides on a more simplistic approach and forces the pope to sign the Concordant Of Bologna in 1516, which gave the king power to appoint whomever he wants for bishops and other religious positions and lessened the power of the papacy.

For example, it is correct to write I ’ ll talk to whoever whomever will listen, since whoever is the subject of will listen ( regardless of the fact that the entire clause whoever will listen serves as the object of talk to ).

I am able to move through emotions and emotional experience particularly, you know, break-ups, difficulties in all the things that I may face, whether that is with an industry or a loved one or whomever, there needs to be an infiltration process, like you have a window open over there.

: I, Howard R. Hughes, being of sound mind and disposing mind and memory, not acting under duress, fraud or the undue influence of any person whomever, and being a resident of Las Vegas, Nevada, declare that this is to be my last will and revolt all other wills previously made by me -

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

Was I sure, he asked, that I knew what I was applying for??

I asked Rawlins.

`` Why '', he went on, `` when Rob asked me if he could make his dive on this trip, I didn't think twice about it.

I have just asked these questions in the Pentagon, in the White House, in offices of key scientists across the country and aboard the submarines that prowl for months underwater, with neat rows of green launch tubes which contain Polaris missiles and which are affectionately known as `` Sherwood Forest ''.

I asked the same questions inside the launch-control rooms of an Atlas missile base in Wyoming, where officers who wear sidearms are manning the `` commit buttons '' that could start a war -- accidentally or by design -- and in the command centers where other pistol-packing men could give orders to push such buttons.

I asked Wisman what would happen if he broke out the go codes and tried to start transmitting one.

I asked.

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

I asked about the battle between life and death in his plays.

Given a theological lead, I asked what he thinks about those who find a religious significance to his plays.

At a party an English intellectual -- so-called -- asked me why I write always about distress.

I was having lunch not long ago ( apologies to N. V. Peale ) with three distinguished historians ( one specializing in the European Middle Ages, one in American history, and one in the Far East ), and I asked them if they could name instances where the general mores had been radically changed with `` deliberate speed, majestic instancy '' ( Francis Thompson's words for the Hound Of Heaven's Pursuit ) by judicial fiat.

Just as I was about to enlarge upon my discovery of the underside of the leaf of love, memory, displeased at being asked to yield its unsavory secrets, dashed ahead of me, calling back over its shoulder: `` Skip it.

The waspish man stopped me three paces from the bicycle barricade, and asked me in French if I had papers to leave France.

I asked him.

I asked.

One of the girl students, sitting by while I ate the thick soup, asked me if I had a sleeping bag.

I asked him.