She stirs up even the shiftless to toil ; for a man grows eager to work when he considers his neighbour, a rich man who hastens to plough and plant and put his house in good order ; and neighbour vies with his neighbour as he hurries after wealth.

She is also romantic and good-tempered but not expected to be as clever as her sisters when she grows older.

She is born to Tequila, a lower-class single mother, and, with the help of the nanotech Primer, grows up to become an independent woman and the leader of a new phyle.

She grows content only when her courtiers assure her that Octavia is homely by Elizabethan standards: short, low-browed, round-faced and with bad hair.

She grows to like Frank ( whom she keeps calling Mr. Parker ) at times, but is almost invariably put off by some new show of his crassness or arrogance ( although Frank often manages to overcome this, only to have to Backstep ).

She is sarcastic and initially terrified of E. T., but grows to love the alien.

She plants the twig over her mother's grave, waters it with her tears and over the years, it grows into a glowing hazel tree.

She falls to the bottom of the sea and grows a fish tail.

She is also called " the one who puts on pants to go to war " and " the one who grows a beard to go to war ".

She retains her beauty as she grows older ( much to the envy of her women acquaintances ), but when she catches diphtheria, it ravages her appearance.

She grows closer to him and eventually bears him a son.

" She reported in April 1814: " Your father enjoys his health but grows rather feeble, dislikes more and more to walk ; but it is still pleasant for him to go on with his painting.

She grows deeply infatuated with Mytho, now a popular boy in their school, eventually learning of his shattered heart.

She becomes more lovely as her confidence grows and she stops wearing grey.

She, like Toulouse, grows to love Thomas like a father.

As the years go by, Wang Lung grows very fond of her. She mostly sits in the sun and twists a piece of cloth.

She loves gardening and grows a huge amount of different plants.

She grows to trust the American.

She grows apart from Melinda after the party, but reconnects in art class.

She grows inseparable to it and carries it around everywhere.

She grows bitter and withdrawn after the loss of her powers, which she considers a significant defeat.

She is a boyish and forthright girl who grows into a poised and lovely woman.

She is also one of the few people who knows Peter Parker's identity as Spider-Man and grows interested in him.

She begins to develop a passive personality and repress her feelings as she grows up in Wuxi.

She pretends to faint from exhaustion after " walking all day to find a job ", and worms her way into his confidence.

She was released the next day, and it is not known what caused her to faint.

She even enrolled herself in Tomobiki High to spend more time with him, which initially caused her Darling to faint from the shock.

She was extremely beautiful, having dark thick long hair with scent of Champaka, Asoka and Punnaga flowers, having the musk thilaka on her forehead, Having eyelids which appeared as if it is the gate of the house of God of love, having eyes which were like fish playing in the beauteous lake of her face, Having nose with studs which shone more than the stars, Having ears with sun and moon as studs, having cheeks which were like mirror of Padmaraga, Having beautiful rows of white teeth, Chewing Thamboola with camphor, having voice sweeter than the sound emanating from Veena of Sarswathi, Having such a beautiful smile that Lord Shiva himself could not take his eyes off, Wearing Mangala soothra and necklaces with beautiful, having breasts which were capable of buying the invaluable love of Kameswara, having row of faint beautiful hair raising from her belly, having stomach with three pretty folds, wearing red silk tied with a string with red bells.

She was visited by the apothecary, but with her pulse faint, and so weak she could scarcely speak, she vomited up the medicine he gave her.

She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.

She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She clung to him, talking to him, and dabbing at her eyes.

She crouched aside as bullets beat at the portal, chewing into the planks.

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

She regarded them as signs that she was nearing the glen she sought, and she was glad to at last be doing something positive in her unenunciated, undefined struggle with the mountain and its darkling inhabitants.

She looked at him, lips compressed.

She sat quietly, staring at me from the wide eyes.

She was telling herself that this might just be her reward at the end of a long meaningful search for truth.

Meredith was irritated when the Grafin knocked at his door and told him, `` She is a great beauty!!

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 began to watch a blonde-haired man, also in shorts, standing right at the rear of the wrecked car in the one spot that most of the crowd had detoured slightly.

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 daubed at her swimming eyes with a lacy handkerchief and said with obvious emotion: `` That poor boy!!

She snapped at him.

She looked down at her hands, too.

She grabbed at Feathertop's sleeve and shrieked, `` Help him!!

She passed the entrance examinations to the University of Illinois, but during the year at Urbana felt more important events transpired at the University of Chicago.

She left the next day for her teaching job at Princeton, Illinois.

She was more excited than frightened at the prospect of having her first child in a foreign land.

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 used to tell me, `` When I stand there and look at the flag blowing this way and that way, I have the wonderful, safe feeling that Americans are protected no matter which way the wind blows ''.