The article began, " She goes barefooted when she feels like it, wears Levi's to class because they're more comfortable, and carries her Autoharp with her everywhere she goes so that in case she gets the urge to break into song it will be handy.

She is not at all afraid of the death he threatens her with ( and eventually carries out ), but she is afraid of how her conscience will smite her if she does not do this.

" She turns and carries him out of the room as he buries his face in her shoulder, crying.

She is typically depicted wearing a horned head-dress and tiered skirt, often with bow cases at her shoulders, and not infrequently carries a mace or baton surmounted by an omega motif or a derivation, sometimes accompanied by a lion cub on a leash.

She carries with her trusty microphone and two guns.

She carries a hammer for shaping the hills and valleys, and is said to be the mother of all the goddesses and gods.

She carries out a number of simulations using this which are shown to give good results.

She apparently carries the souls of the dead across the sea to the world of the dead.

She carries out maintenance work on navigation aids, towing, wreck location and marking.

She carries a number of weapons, with flames flowing from her head, and a small tusk protruding from her mouth.

She was appointed office a decade prior to the story and carries herself in a conceited, yet formal, aristocratic manner.

“ She carries a tray of flowers slung from her neck by a strap.

She is enamored with Amuro and carries a deep jealousy for his relationship with Chan.

She instructs Tristran to ask Yvaine for the topaz she carries.

She wears a pink bow and pink ballet slippers, and carries a yellow security blanket.

She carries a certain amount of bitterness toward him, especially in the live-action series, in which the character of her grandfather does not appear.

She also carries a weapon, the skull-wheel, which is some kind of ultrasonic emitter that causes confusion and oblivion, even to the demons.

* She frequently carries and uses firearms and edged weapons, and is highly skilled in their use.

She had already handled most official visits abroad since being elected to the Federal Council ; the head of the Department of Foreign Affairs traditionally carries out such visits.

She also carries a modified spider-tracer with an amplified signal that can be traced over long distances.

She carries a skull and a sword in her two hands, and is offered leftovers.

She carries a noose, a goad, a sugarcane bow and flower arrows, which the goddess Tripura Sundari is often described to hold.

She carries her own severed head – sometimes in a platter or a skull-bowl – in her left hand and holding a khatri, a scimitar or knife or scissor-like object, in her right hand, by which she decapitated herself.

She has a vision of the future she carries into her coma.

She carries her divine son in her hands, or holds him.

She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.

She remained squatting on her heels all the time we were there ; ;

She has rarely been photographed with him and, except for Carl's seventy-fifth anniversary celebration in Chicago in 1953, she has not attended the dozens of banquets, functions, public appearances, and dinners honoring him -- all of this upon her insistence.

She can remove all knick-knacks within reach.

She soared over the new pastor like an avenging angel lest he stray from the path and not know all the truth and gossip of which she was chief repository.

She was personally sloppy, and when she had colds would blow her nose in the same handkerchief all day and keep it, soaking wet, dangling from her waist, and when she gardened she would eat dinner with dirt on her calves.

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 had made curtains for all the windows of her little house, and she had kept it spotless and neat, shabby as it was, and cooked good meals for Bobby Joe.

She had done all the things she had promised herself she would do, but she had not thought of this.

She was going to tell Bobby Joe about how mistaken she had been, but he brought one of the cousins home for supper, and all they did was talk about antelope.

She was too young, that was all ; ;

She hopes that all will support the contestants from our own community by attending our Pageants and the State Pageant June 17 ; ;

She also banks into a turn like a fine runabout -- not digging in on the outside to throw passengers all over the boat like many a small cabin cruiser.

She found she could cope with all kinds of problems for which she was once considered too helpless.

She is well-educated and refined, all wildcat and fur, and Union from the muzzle to the crupper ''.

She drew on all her resources of mind and heart to help them -- to make them at home in the world ; ;

She was closely associated with the Founders in all their trials and hardships.

She was closing and within one more bound would have been able to reach the rear end of the bay, but -- and here Jones and Loveless and Ulyate were holding breath for all they were worth -- she never quite caught up that last bound.

She had it all planned out, how she'd do.

She didn't mind working hard, not as if she figured to do anything wrong to live easy and soft -- all she wanted was a chance, where she wasn't marked as what she was.

She was all he had, everything he had, everything he wanted.

She tried to think of his unpredictable actions in the eleven years she had known him and discovered they weren't so many after all.

She glanced at the man nodding beside her, a man with weather cracks furrowed into his lean cheeks, with powdery pale eyes reflecting all the droughts he had seen, reflecting the sky and the drought which must follow now in August -- yes, with eyes predicting the drought and here it was only June, only festival time again and thoughts of Gratt Shafer would not leave her.

She showed no interest at all in the life he had led back home, and it hurt him a little.

She smiled all the way to her wise, sad eyes, and drained her own.