She joked it wasn't twinned with any town but did have a suicide pact with Dagenham.

" She got very little sleep while that picture was running ," joked Forster.

She told him that he was her long lost brother and joked that she'd love to be a surrogate for his children.

She has made numerous appearances on BBC TV shows Have I Got News for You, Mock the Week, QI, Room 101, Celebrity Weakest Link, Question Time and Newsnight ; she has often joked that the BBC pay her a regular wage for " blabbering on random shows ".

She even joked with an interviewer in 1958 that Oslo hospital had become her home away from home.

She joked that she would become Vanity 6 ( Sixx ) again.

She fell in love with the boy who returned her retainer, but the other girls joked at what his name could be, settling coincidentally with " Big Ugly Homer ," prompting Homer to give her a false name " Elvis Jagger Abdul-Jabbar ).

She joked about the inclusion and said that she was proud to be on the list with people such as Jimmy Carter.

She enjoyed a good relationship with Stanley Kubrick, who joked with her that in the surprise visit sequence in A Clockwork Orange, where the two droogs, Alex and Dim, engage in a stylized display of libidinal excess, swinging her across the shoulders of Dim who marches gaily around the room, while Alex engages in a joyful rendition of " Singing in the Rain ", skipping and dancing and swinging his cane until he approaches her, trousers around his ankles to commence the rape, she was cast in " the Debbie Reynolds part ".

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 ''.

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

She was carrying a quirt, and she started to raise it, then let it fall again and dangle from her wrist.

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 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 wished that she could talk to her mother about it.

She confessed she was unhappy, he asked was it her husband??

She set the dipper on the edge of the deck, leaving it for him to stretch after it while she looked on scornfully.

She quickly exploited the exalted position she now occupied, by harassing the disorganized males and even putting many of them to death.

She softly let herself into the bed, and took her regular side, away from the door, where she slept better because Keith was between her and the invader.

She came from Ohio, from what she called a `` small farm '' of two hundred acres, as indeed it was to farmer-type farmers.

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 could not resist the opportunity `` of showing her superiority in argument over a man '' which she had remarked as one of the `` feminine follies '' of Sara Sullam ; ;

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 read everything else she could get her hands on, including an article ( she thinks it was in the Atlantic Monthly ) by Mark Twain on `` White Slavery ''.