She has shared her husband's greatness, but only within the confines of their home ; ;

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 has small, broad, capable hands and an enormous energy.

She has studied and observed and she is convinced that her young man is going to be endlessly enchanting.

She has the small, highly developed body of a prime athlete, and holds in contempt the `` girls who just move sex ''.

She has a pretty bad cold ''.

She hesitated, she hopped, she rolled and rocked, skipped and jumped, but in some two weeks she started to pace, From that time to this she has shown steady improvement and now looks like one of the classiest things on the grounds.

She has been acting as a prostitute.

She teamed up with another beauty, whose name has been lost to history, and commenced with some fiddling that would have made Nero envious.

She replied, `` I know of one man that has not been friendly with him.

`` She says she has to finish a story ''.

She gave a fine portrayal of Auntie Mame on Broadway in 1958 and has appeared in live television from `` Captain Brassbound's Conversion '' to `` Camille ''.

She has to have at least one car herself.

She is the most beautiful thing you ever laid eyes on, and her dancing has a feminine suavity, lightness, sparkle, and refinement which are simply incomparable.

) She has since turned to Bellini, whose opera `` Beatrice Di Tenda '' in a concert version with the American Opera Society introduced her to New York last season.

She has a good, firm delivery of songs and adds to the solid virtues of the evening.

She is just home from a sojourn in London where she has become the sweetheart of a young fellow named Ronnie ( we never do see him ) and has been subjected to a first course in thinking and appreciating, including a dose of good British socialism.

She also has a habit of constantly changing her hairstyle, and in every appearance by her much is made of the clothes and hats she wears.

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 has authored over fifty-six novels and she has a great dislike of people taking and modifying her story characters.

" She first met Poirot in the story Cards on the Table and has been bothering him ever since.

She also has a remarkable ability to latch onto a casual comment and connect it to the case at hand.

She studied it for a long time.

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

She was forty-nine at this time, a lanky woman of breeding with an austere, narrow face which had the distinction of a steeple or some architecture that had been designed long ago for a stubborn sort of prayer.

She named 48 items, and said there were `` many more things which it would take too long to write ''.

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 threw back a cushion over one of the seats, unlocked a padlock on the chest beneath it, then presently straightened, holding a long knife and a wicked looking spear gun in her hand.

She put the violin away and took out some linen, needles and yarn to while away the long, idle days in Budapest.

She had black eyes, long and intriguingly tilted, and the way she walked was melody.

Catherine was quite short in stature with long red hair, wide blue eyes, a round face, and a fair complexion. She was descended, on her maternal side, from the English royal house ; her great-grandmother Catherine of Lancaster, after whom she was named, and her great-great-grandmother Philippa of Lancaster were both daughters of John of Gaunt and granddaughters of Edward III of England.

She claimed to feel " jubilant " when cutting off her long hair.

She carried on a long correspondence with Pope Gregory XI, also asking him to reform the clergy and the administration of the Papal States.

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

She read avidly and took long walks amongst a natural environment that inspired her greatly.

She died on 2 January 1992 after a long battle with cancer.

She described the long necked creature as living in the rivers, and being about the size of a hippo, if not somewhat larger.

Barbara Walters said of her, " She has served every day for eight long years the word ' style.

The Australian alternative rock band, The Go-Betweens dedicated a track off their 1994 album The Friends of Rachel Worth, When She Sang About Angels in reference to Smith's long time influence on themselves.

She notes that not only are the results not very precise, but that other structures mentioned in the research are not in fact pyramids, e. g. a tomb alleged to be the tomb of Amphion and Zethus near Thebes, a structure at Stylidha ( Thessaly ) which is just a long wall, etc.

She claims that Gould — particularly in his popular essays — uses a variety of strategies from literature, political science, and personal anecdotes to substantiate the general pattern of punctuated equilibrium ( long periods of stasis interrupted by rapid, catastrophic change ).

She was not happy at Moulson's, but she did not have to stay there long.

She long resisted public speaking for fear she would not be sufficiently eloquent.

" She reached up and scratched her long fingernails down both my cheeks so deeply that I had marks for about a week ,” Cowles wrote.

She also had a long career in the city council of Helsinki, serving there from 1977 to 1996.

She explained to us what it all meant, that this was the day for which she had been so long praying, but fearing that she would never live to see.