She, too, is concerned with `` the becoming, the process of realization '', but she does not think in terms of subtle variations of spatial or temporal patterns.

She has a maid called Maria who prevents the public adoration from becoming too much of a burden on her employer, but does nothing to prevent her from becoming too much of a burden on others.

She does not receive a mitre nor is given a crosier as part of the ceremony ; however, by ancient tradition, she may carry a crosier when leading her community.

She does not understand what's going on around the cabin and is not alive long enough to figure it out.

She does not classify her music as belonging to the New Age genre.

She threatens to kill him if he does not join, but he rides off and dies of the disease she sent upon him, and his young bride dies of a broken heart.

She tells her servant Ninshubur ( Lady Evening ), a reference to Inanna's role as the evening star, that if she does not return in three days, to get help from her father Anu, Enlil, king of the gods, or Enki.

She is the one, or rather the love or fear she inspires in the hero, or else the concern he feels for her, who makes him act the way he does.

She does not appear in the best-known film she directed, The Hitch-Hiker ( 1953 ), developed by her company, The Filmakers, with support and distribution by RKO.

She is also described as having the power of prophecy yet she does not reveal what she knows.

She wonders if Rhett will kiss her, but to Scarlett's irritation, he does not.

She does, however, have a sexual relationship with John Krajewski.

" She does not, because of this, evade the duty imposed on her of proclaiming humbly but firmly the entire moral law, both natural and evangelical.

She is on a mission when she does not follow orders from her superior and tries to stop their target from choking.

She also is what I consider a classic Indian beauty .... her natural, distinctive Indian looks set her apart from many other heroines ( I say heroines because many have yet to learn to act, and cannot justfully be called actresses yet ), she proves that she does not need blatant blond / red highlights, tons of body paint and makeup, blue contacts, and scraps of clothes to look beautiful ... and that the complete following of Western trends isn ´ t worth sacrificing traditional Indian beauty, grace, and respect for popularity ... a mixture of both that remains respectable ... it ´ s quality rather than quantity ( or lackthereof, in the clothes department ).

* She does not realize that eating meat is wrong.

Attempts to translate these sentences in an emotivist framework seem to fail ( e. g. " She does not realize, ' Boo on eating meat !'").

Prescriptivist translations fare only slightly better (" She does not realize that she is not to eat meat ").

* She does not realize that " eating meat is wrong " is a true statement.

She does not wear real fur.

She is reluctant to reveal this part of her background, as she does not want to be known by a nickname she had been called earlier in life -- the Dancing Doctor.

She is attracted to young, handsome, romantically spirited Willoughby and does not think much of the older, more reserved Colonel Brandon.

Bailey later said " She sang a few songs that she had written, and I thought to myself, this kid is like nineteen years old, where does she get this?

She also off-handedly mentions that she knows about Fergus and Dil, warning him that the IRA will kill him if Fergus does not co-operate.

She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.

She showed her surprise by tightening the reins and moving the gelding around so that she could get a better look at his face.

She must be cautious so as not to alert the scheming forest.

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

She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.

She was so beautiful with her rosy mouth and haughty air that she had to be wicked.

She got so drunk I had to take her home.

She had surprised Hans like she had surprised me when she said she'd go, and then she surprised him again when she came back so quick like she must have, because when I came in with the snow she was there with a bottle with three white feathers on its label and Hans was holding it angrily by the throat.

She would sometimes even get a little hard on you, she took you so seriously.

She made General Burnside's horse's belly do so funny when it was upside down.

She ascribed her delight with both experiences to the effect they seemed to have of temporarily removing from her the controls which she felt so compulsively necessary to maintain even when it might seem appropriate to relax these controls.

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

She did not go so far as to say, as was done on other occasions, that Abstraction as well as Impressionism were a Russian invention that had been discarded as unwanted by the people of the U.S.S.R.

She seemed so anxious to go on the stage that some of her friends in the cocktail circuit set up a practical joke.

She spoke also with deep thankfulness of the many individuals and agencies whose interest and efforts through the years had made the work so fruitful in results.

She wouldn't be going to get that for an hour or so after Katya had left, go do the daily shopping.

She had swished away, she had been gone for a long time probably when Sarah suddenly realized that she ought to stop her, pour out the coffee, so no one would drink it.

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 was generous with her encores and the audience was equally so with its cheers and applause and flowers.

She was so heavy that Maggie's arms shook from lifting her and taking care of her.

She was so beautiful, so valiant, so pitiable.

She sounded so exactly like Doaty that Henrietta obeyed her under the clear impression that she could either comply or stay home.

She pursed her lips, then clamped them together so tightly that I thought she was angry with me.