She decided to risk it.

She decided to stay in Geneva alone, living first on the lake at Plongeon ( near the present United Nations buildings ) and then at the Rue de Chanoines ( now the Rue de la Pelisserie ) with François and Juliet d ’ Albert Durade on the second floor (" one feels in a downy nest high up in a good old tree ").

She decided that an ecumenical council needed to be held to address the issue of iconoclasm and directed this request to Pope Hadrian I ( 772 – 795 ) in Rome.

She was rearrested when it was decided that she had been mistakenly released a year early from prison due to a miscalculation by the parole board.

She denied using the drug, but decided not to appeal the imminent ban.

She decided to move with her mother into an apartment for senior citizens.

She eventually decided to purchase hundreds of iPod Nanos, load them with music, artists, and playlists which she would hand select, and autograph them:

She presided over his council, decided policy, and controlled state business and patronage.

She decided to leave France, and soon ended up in Belgium, where she became the mistress of Henri, Prince de Ligne, and gave birth to their son, Maurice, in 1864.

She decided to rely on her father's advice to retain his councillors and defer to her husband, whom she considered to be more experienced, on other matters.

She died in 1778 but her second husband and the son of her sister continued to resist the heirs-at-law's action until 1800 when the Court decided in favour of Sir George's will and George III granted Downing a Royal Charter, marking the official foundation of the college.

She soon resigned from the party and returned to journalism, but when CLP Chief Minister Marshall Perron resigned from his Darwin seat of Fannie Bay, causing a by-election, she decided to make another attempt to enter Parliament.

She " never decided to become a writer ... just was one.

She had no choice in these matters, often decided in her childhood.

She may be a woman who decided to dedicate her life to serving all other living beings, or to be an ascetic who voluntarily chooses to leave mainstream society and live her life in prayer and contemplation in a monastery or convent.

She then wrote psychological novels, including Aloma which won the Crexells Prize, but even with the success this novel enjoyed, Rodoreda decided to remake and republish it some years later since she was not fully satisfied with this period of her life and her works at that time.

She wished her remains could be buried in her home province of Shandong, but in consideration of possible future vandalism to her tomb, the state decided to have her remains moved to a safer common cemetery in Beijing.

" She decided that " One has to struggle much because the return for good is evil, and evil reigns.

She was so enraged that she decided to take vengeance upon him.

She decided to kill her rival, but when she saw the strength of Fand's love for Cú Chulainn she decided to give him up to her.

She was ordered to decide a fight between two kings, Hjalmgunnar and Agnar, and knew that Odin preferred the older king, Hjalmgunnar, yet she decided the battle for Agnar.

She then decided to lay off her warrior clothes and follow Alf to Denmark, where they got married.

She has stated that the often-repeated explanation that she left due to pregnancy is a myth that was started by producer John Nathan-Turner as she was not pregnant when she decided to leave the series.

She decided that, in addition to plants, she wanted to make something that could dance.

She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.

She would return this symbol to the mountain, as one pours seed back into the soil every Spring or as ancient fertility cults demand annual human sacrifice.

She remembered little of her previous journey there with Grace, and she could but hope that her dedication to her mission would enable her to accomplish it.

She did not pause to consider what she would do if her plan should fail ; ;

She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.

She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.

She could not scream, for even if a sound could take shape within her parched mouth, who would hear, who would listen??

She had to move in some direction -- any direction that would take her away from this evil place.

She began it deliberately, so that none of her words would be lost on him.

She would look at Jack, with that hidden something in her eyes, and Jack would see the Woman and become breathless and a little sick.

She was certain now that it would be no harder to bear her child here in such pleasant surroundings than at home in the big white house in Haverhill.

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

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 would hover over him and, looking like her brother, anxiously watch the progress of Scotty's fork or spoon.

She was the only kind of Negro Laura Andrus would want around: independent, unservile, probably charging double what ordinary maids did for housework -- and doubly efficient.

She would not accept the death of such a little child.

She stood there, a large old woman, smiling at the things she would say to him in the morning, this big foolish baby of a son.

She and her husband had formerly lived in New York, where she had many friends, but Mr. Flannagan thought the country would be safer in case of war.

She would rather live in danger than die of loneliness and boredom.

She would have said triumph.

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 had begun to turn back toward the house, but his look caught her and she stood still, waiting there for what his expression indicated would be a serious word of farewell.