She even touches the heart of her Aunt Ophelia.

She touches on all the essentials, including even more modern accretions.

She triggers this power when she touches or is in the presence of something that is related to the subject of her premonitions, making them a form of psychometry.

She eventually gains his respect and learns a number of techniques, including the art of punching through thick planks of wood from inches away, and a technique, taught to nobody else, of killing using apparently non-lethal touches to pressure points.

She then examines the spread of birth control methods from ancient Egypt to the twentieth century, and then touches on the history of abortion.

She secretly fancies and admires Harvey, whom she often touches on the shoulder, to which Harvey replies disgustedly, ' Jane ... you're touching me ' and she says ' Sorry, Harvey!

She could control other's pheromones through skin contact, producing sensations and physical reactions in anyone she touches.

She touches on extramarital affairs and the physical bondage of wives '.

" She manifests extraordinary powers that the forces of evil have waited centuries to control, and her abduction sparks a clash between the soldiers of good and evil that can only be resolved, in the end, by the strength of one small child and the love she inspires in those she touches.

She touches the baffled transporter technician, Ensign Wyatt, killing him instantly.

She touches them without effect.

She is also beautiful-" It was one of those faces that make one think of white flowers with light touches of colour on their pure petals "-but has chosen to become an itinerant Methodist preacher, and dresses very plainly.

She touches its casing, which gives the Dalek the chance to absorb her DNA and time energy from the radiation she has been exposed to as part of her travels in the TARDIS.

She touches various objects to imprint the space on her memory.

She is an expert fighter, and wields a magical lance that unhorses anyone it touches.

She received praise for her performance as the Metro Times wrote, " It turns out that Stewart is actually really good at capturing Jett's icy, tough-but-cool girl swagger, adding the needed touches of vulnerability that transform it into a pretty terrific performance ... Stewart is a genuine rock star here.

She then called on Magnus Fiennes and Pascal Gabriel, both of whom she had met previously, to add touches to the album she was making.

She sat down at the table, shaking her head.

She brought the quirt down, slashing it across his cheek, and he tried to step back.

She came down against him, and he tried to break her fall.

She set down her suitcase.

She was watching a tree ride wildly down that roiling current.

She looked down at her hands, too.

She would often go up on the roof to see the attendant take down the flag in the evening.

She had stood at the bottom of the stairs, as usual, when Mrs. Coolidge came down, in the same dress that is now in the Smithsonian, to greet her guests.

She had to clean the glass on the display cases in the butcher shop, help her brother scrub the cutting tables with wire brushes, mop the floors, put down new sawdust on the floors and help check the outgoing orders.

She had the hips of a boy and a loose-jointed walk that reminded me of a string of beads strolling down the street.

She remembered McClellan's last proclamation as she hurried fearfully down the stairs.

She came to the ballroom and stood on the two carpeted steps that led down to it.

She did this now, comfortably aware of the mist running down the windows, of the silence outside, of the dark afternoon it was getting to be.

She stood up, smoothing her hair down, straightening her clothes, feeling a thankfulness for the enveloping darkness outside, and, above everything else, for the absence of the need to answer, to respond, to be aware even of Stowey coming in or going out, and yet, now that she was beginning to cook, she glimpsed a future without him, a future alone like this, and the pain made her head writhe, and in a moment she found it hard to wait for Lucretia to come with her guests.

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

She smoothed the skirt, sat down, then stood up and went back to the windows.

She sat down on the nearest, fallen with age and gray with sea-damp, her fingers tracing the indecipherable carved letters padded with green moss.

She stood indecisively for a moment, then walked down the hall ; ;

She sat down and played two slots at once, looking grim, as if bested by mechanical devices, and Owen felt sorry for the lay-sisters depending on her support.

She was eating bread and cheese just as fast as she possibly could, and washing it down with red wine.

She saw me and sat down beside me, three feet away.

She likens Inanna to a great storm bird who swoops down on the lesser gods and sends them fluttering off like surprised bats.

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 ends up hitting every batter at the plate ( or " beaning " them ) and goes down as the worst pitcher in history.

She asks Deckard to hunt down the " missing " sixth replicant.