She said, `` I guess the Lord looks out for fools, drunkards, and innocents ''.

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 referenced this independence from major labels in song more than once, including " The Million You Never Made " ( Not A Pretty Girl ), which discusses the act of turning down a lucrative contract, " The Next Big Thing " ( Not So Soft ), which describes an imagined meeting with a label head-hunter who evaluates the singer based on her looks, and " Napoleon " ( Dilate ), which sympathizes sarcastically with an unnamed friend who did sign with a label.

She looks and dances like a dream.

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 ).

Betsy Bloomingdale, one of Reagan's closest friends, stated, " She looks a little frail.

She has transformed the way an entire generation looks, thinks and dreams.

She is drinking heavily, has lost her singing voice and much of her looks and spends time with card sharps and con artists.

She looks at " the turkey, which resembles a trussed, headless baby.

She looks after Benjamin's children while he is fighting.

In a story conference, when her name was suggested to him for the part of a girl threatened with rape, Thalberg shook his head and, with a wry smile, said, " She looks too well able to take care of herself.

" She believes they both used fake names and she doesn't know how to get in touch with him or even what he looks like.

She looks at how the computer affects the way we look at ourselves and our relationships with others, claiming that technology defines the way we think and act.

She hates having to cook, clean, and care for Blanche, who, although stuck upstairs in her bedroom, has nevertheless managed to keep her good looks, while Jane is now aged and ugly.

She looks similar to Coraline's real mother but taller and thinner, with long black hair that seems to move by itself, black button eyes, paper-white skin, and extremely long, twitchy fingers with long dark red nails.

She argues that their intellectual debts to Locke are most evident when one looks at the 1865 debates in the Province of Canada ’ s legislature on whether or not union with the other British North American colonies would be desirable.

She is usually quite short, and thin, and looks no older than a fourteen-year-old human girl.

She looks down on almost all of Matt's hobbies and interests ( except for Buffy the Vampire Slayer ), even though she's an excellent gamer.

She looks out at the country, she lets go all the birds, snakes, animals, children belonging to us.

The girlfriend, Eva Braun wrote of Mitford in her diary: " She is known as the Valkyrie and looks the part, including her legs.

She is very insecure about her looks and wants to be accepted.

She looks into some of the shop windows, pausing to examine a white dress, then finds a restaurant and goes inside in search of ( clearly scarce ) food.

She convinces him she is not, but in the end, she looks at a picture of the Fonz as a small child and sighs.

Lanchester once said of O ' Hara, " She looks as though butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, or anywhere else.

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 ''.