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 glanced around the clearing, taking in the wagon and the load of supplies and trappings scattered over the ground, the two kids, the whiteface bull that was chewing its cud just within the far reaches of the firelight.

She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.

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

She was quick.

She brought up her free hand to hit him, but this time he was quicker.

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 was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.

She was bewildered.

She was standing in a thick grove.

She already knew this unwholesome, chilling atmosphere that was somehow grotesquely alive.

She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.

She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.

She was wearing nothing beneath the coat.

She was standing with her back to the glass door.

She was just not able to break the spell.

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

She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.

She was like charcoal, he thought -- dark, opaque, explosive.

She is hospitalized and a PET scan reveals that a transorbital lobotomy, done incorrectly, has been performed on her.

She was hospitalized in early November 1918 owing to pneumonia and discharged in December 1918, about two months after the illness had started.

She drives around searching and rear-ends a car stopped at an intersection and is slightly injured and hospitalized.

She also describes the stigma that follows from having been hospitalized for mental illness and how she eventually stopped telling people in order to avoid the negative reaction.

She had been hospitalized at Duke University Hospital in Durham, North Carolina.

She developed a chronic inflammation of the bile ducts and was intermittently hospitalized, from 1970 until her death in 1998.

She had been hospitalized in Los Angeles awaiting a liver transplant when she died of heart and liver failure.

She organized a group consisting solely of these special mothers, with the purpose of not only comforting each other, but giving loving care to hospitalized veterans confined in government hospitals far from home.

She was hospitalized in early 1933 and did not paint again until January 1934.

She is hospitalized after her cancer becomes terminal.

She was hospitalized on February 21, 1955, and given, at the most, a year to live.

She says Jim came back and was hospitalized for telling the truth about what happened.

She was constantly hospitalized in Tokyo during her elementary years, and thus, has very few friends ( except for Akemi ).

She was later hospitalized for a pulmonary infection and developed pneumonia, causing her to be hospitalized for an extended period.

Subsequently, she was among the judges ( with her friend Cyril Connolly ) that awarded the 1972 Man Booker Prize to John Berger for G. She spent Christmas of 1972 at Kinsale, County Cork with her friends Major Stephen Vernon and Lady Ursula Vernon ( daughter of the Duke of Westminster ) but was hospitalized upon her return home.

She was hospitalized due to heart attack, and became friends with Masaya.

She was hospitalized two days later and operated on for a previously undiagnosed brain tumor.

She was 95 years old when, after being hospitalized for some days due to an acute bilateral pneumonia, she suffered a cardiac arrest and died.

She had been hospitalized since 21 February.

She was hospitalized at the Pavia Hospital in San Juan where she suffered additional complications from the loss of blood.

She then proceeds to visit Deanna, who is currently hospitalized from the same disease that her mother once had.

She has an adoptive sister, Ai, hospitalized for heart problems.

She was unable to shoot the final scenes of the telenovela due to a harsh stress crisis that kept her hospitalized for two weeks.