`` I '' -- She broke off, frowning.

She was transformed by her therapy with Otto Rank, who broke with Freud over his failure to appreciate the power of women's sexuality, the value of art, and the meaning of the mother-child relationship.

She broke off their relationship officially and left for good.

She broke from formula by taking the unglamorous role of Julie in Strange Cargo ( 1940 ), her eighth and final film with Gable.

She broke down in tears at the thought of leaving her children, who were to be left in the care of their grandparents, for such a lengthy period of time.

She broke free of Mastermind's control, but had been transformed into Dark Phoenix.

She later ordered the construction of two more obelisks to celebrate her sixteenth year as pharaoh ; one of the obelisks broke during construction, and thus, a third was constructed to replace it.

She broke into a commercial at 8: 49 a. m.

She was exiled in France and later Switzerland, where in 1957 she broke her silence with the publication of her book Twenty-Two short stories, which earned her the Víctor Català Prize.

This was about three weeks before the typhoid epidemic broke out ... She remained in the family only a short time, leaving about three weeks after the outbreak occurred.

She started out in the series as a loner at Baikinman's beck and call, but she broke from his power and wanders the world doing good deeds, but stays away from others for fear of what she would do if her black heart is triggered.

She tried to get up but ultimately fell again and lay there for three days – until a colleague noticed her absence from work and her father broke into her flat.

She later ordered the construction of two more obelisks to celebrate her sixteenth year as pharaoh ; one of the obelisks broke during construction, and thus, a third was constructed to replace it.

She and McCoy broke up in 1935, and by 1939 she was with Little Son Joe Lawlers.

She broke down three times whilst crossing the river and had to anchor.

She regularly takes anti-depressants, but no longer uses a squeeze-box ( hug machine ) that she invented at the age of 18 as a form of stress relief therapy, stating in February 2010 that: “ It broke two years ago, and I never got around to fixing it.

" She met Kingsley O ' Keke, 26, during her stay but the pair broke up after a six-week romance.

She broke into stardom in the musical Ain't Misbehavin, for which she won a Tony Award in 1978.

She moved to America in 1936, where she went on to act in several films that broke box office records, including the Romeo and Juliet adaptation Los Tarantos, and the short film Danzas Gitanas ( Gypsy dances ).

She makes her farewell, repeating their aunt's maxim to Harriet that ' whenever the matrimonial alliance is broke, and war declared between husband and wife, she can hardly make a disadvantageous peace for herself on any conditions ' but Mrs Fitzpatrick contemptuously dismisses this advice.

( She broke her nose two years afterwards, filming 1991's V. I.

She broke her silence about her ex-husband upon his death in 2004, attending his funeral and issuing an official statement that read " America has lost a great president and a great, kind, and gentle man.

She broke the champagne bottle on the nose of the California Zephyr train, to mark its inaugural journey from San Francisco on March 19, 1949.

She broke with her old friend and political ally, Isabel Paterson in 1946, and, in the 1950s, had an acrimonious correspondence with writer Max Eastman.

She resided afterwards in Shanghai until July 1937, when the Sino-Japanese War ( 1937-1945 ) broke out.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.

She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

She finally regained her balance and got up in the saddle.

She seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.

She had to get away from here before this demoniac possession swallowed up the liquid of her eyes and sank into the fibers of her brain, depriving her of reason and sight.

She stood up, pulled the coat from her shoulders and started to slide it off, then let out a high-pitched scream and I let out a low-pitched, wobbling sound like a muffler blowing out.

She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.

She pulled her legs up under her, to rise, her full peasant skirt drawing up her thighs, and Feathertop's music pfffted away.

She would often go up on the roof to see the attendant take down the flag in the evening.

She looked up and saw that, without knowing it, Mrs. Coolidge was holding it aloft.

She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.

She escaped, crawled through the usual mine fields, under barbed wire, was shot at, swam a river, and we finally picked her up in Linz.

She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.

She smoothed the covers on Scotty's bed and picked things up from the floor.

`` She didn't really say '' -- She glanced away at the floor, then swooped gracefully and picked up one of Scotty's slippers.

She lost not a second, picking herself up and continuing her pilgrimage to Laura.

She was taken up in worry for the reckless old man.

She sprang up and went swiftly to the bedroom.

She swung her eyes up to the blue of the window, her jaws gently mashing the bitter beans.

She enjoyed great parties when she would sit up talking and dancing and drinking all night, but it always seemed to her that being alone, especially alone in her house, was the realest part of life.

She stood up, smoothing her hair down, straightening her clothes, feeling a thankfulness for the enveloping darkness outside, and, above everything else, for the absence of the need to answer, to respond, to be aware even of Stowey coming in or going out, and yet, now that she was beginning to cook, she glimpsed a future without him, a future alone like this, and the pain made her head writhe, and in a moment she found it hard to wait for Lucretia to come with her guests.

She had felt that her arm wanted to go up in the first trial, but had consciously prevented it from so doing.