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 smiled all the way to her wise, sad eyes, and drained her own.

She was instrumental in promoting Mantua to a Duchy, which was obtained by wise diplomatic use of her son's marriage contracts.

She was universally recognized as an exceptional steward for her kingdom, and her rule had been characterized as a wise one by church leaders and other contemporaries.

She remarks that it is an honour for someone of great ambition ( as she has often identified herself ) to share the disease of such wise and eloquent men.

" She said the U. S. was fortunate to have a constitution authored by " very wise " men but pointed out that in the 1780s, no women were able to participate in the process and slavery still existed in the U. S.

She loves the on-air performances, loves the puppets and their personalities, and finds Mr. Tootenheimer, the wise old toymaker, particularly comforting.

She had perused the works of the poets and knew them by heart ; she had studied philosophy and the sciences, arts and accomplishments ; and she was pleasant and polite, wise and witty, well read and well bred.

She is wise and generous.

She is a frail elder, but wise and sharp-witted.

* She reads that she may be wise.

She always wanted to become an actress but her parents did not think that was a wise career move ; they wanted her to get a good education, so she went to college and graduated from Long Island University in 1990 with a bachelor's degree in business administration with a concentration in marketing ( and a minor in French ).

She has a name ( Seila ), and her role is as wise and willing, rather than passive and reluctant, participant.

She is revered by Muslims as a wise, pious and believing person who, like her cousin Mary, was exalted by God to a high station.

She also told monologues involving her comical ' ne ' er-do-well ' relatives, notably " Uncle Nabob " and " Brother ", who was simultaneously both slow-witted and wise.

She is enslaved by the nomadic Echraide, and then reaches the quieter village of Ollfoss, where she joins a family, learns the mystic discipline of linking, and eventually becomes a ' viajera ', or traveling wise woman, giving up the vaccine in favor of accepting the virus into her body and truly learning what it is like to be a native.

She is an " alewife ", a wise female divinity associated with fermentation.

She is often cast in the light of a " wise woman " or matriarch, which mirrors the relative freedom of women in North Caucasian societies generally.

She saw him as a martyred artist, another lapidé ; he wrote poems based on her works and called her " the most profound and wise orchestrator of grays in modern painting ".

She is wise beyond her years ; unfailingly kind and forgiving of people's faults.

She even recruits " wise woman " Ailsie Gourlay ( a witch in all but name ) to show Lucy omens and tokens of Edgar's unfaithfulness.

She is extremely wise due to her experience in the corporate world and always approach situations in a calm and diplomatic manner.

She believes humans dwell on Mount Warning, but the wise sprite of the forest and Crysta's motherly figure, Magi Lune, says humans are now extinct, driven away by an attack by Hexxus, the spirit of destruction and all that is toxic to nature, never to return and presumed dead ; Hexxus was defeated by the fairies and imprisoned inside a tree.

She believes this because, if a wise fool archetype were reinstated into the plays, they could not remain tragedies.

She likes to think of herself as the wise and benevolent eldest sister, but she is hyper-sensitive and given to sudden displays of histrionics.