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She writes for The Guardian, The Observer, The Mail on Sunday, Harpers & Queen and the New Statesman.
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She also reviews tech gadgets and writes the weekly Booting Up column.
She also commented on Dean's romantic side claiming that he will often do spontaneous things to surprise her and sometimes even writes her poems.
She writes that the " eradicationists " have responded to these criticisms by reaching out to the African communities and strengthening their relationships with local anti-FGM activists.
She writes that he has been a paid consultant for many years for ARCO, ExxonMobil, Shell, Sun Oil Company, and Unocal, and that SEPP has received grants from ExxonMobil.
Seldon writes " She ... made Major smarten his appearance, groomed him politically, and made him more ambitious and worldly.
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She writes that only three fragmentary manuscripts are known to have survived into the modern period, two 3rd-century fragments ( P. Rylands 463 and P. Oxyrhynchus 3525 ) published in 1938 and 1983, and a longer 5th-century Coptic translation ( Berolinensis Gnosticus 8052, 1 ) published in 1955.
Barer writes that several early Saint stories were rewritten from non-Saint stories, including the novel She Was a Lady, which appeared in magazine form featuring a different lead character.
She writes that the CIA was encouraging Contra terror and then indirectly by the U. S. government and President Reagan, violating Reagan ’ s own Presidential Directive.
She writes very much in the spirit of Louis Cha.
She is frank and open about her feelings about the projects in which she has been involved, and also writes about her personal life and how it was affected by her career.
She writes, “ For I saw no wrath except on man's side, and He forgives that in us, for wrath is nothing else but a perversity and an opposition to peace and to love ”.
She also connects God with motherhood in terms of ( 1 ) " the foundation of our nature's creation, ( 2 ) " the taking of our nature, where the motherhood of grace begins " and ( 3 ) " the motherhood at work ", and writes metaphorically of Jesus in connection with conception, nursing, labor, and upbringing.
She writes that " the picture which is usually painted of Hooke as a morose and envious recluse is completely false .".
She writes in a poem about her own style that " lucid and transparent / are my images ".
She writes that James was the example for the Stewart kings to follow by putting Scotland securely into a European setting.
She composes plays for her sisters to perform and writes short stories.
She writes a letter to Huma and Agrado saying that she is leaving and once again is sorry for not saying goodbye, like she did years before.
In act 4, scene 14, “ an un-Romaned Antony ” laments, “ O, thy vile lady !/ She has robb'd me of my sword ,” ( 22-23 )— critic Arthur L. Little Jr. writes that here “ he seems to echo closely the victim of raptus, of bride theft, who has lost the sword she wishes to turn against herself.
She writes usually with female protagonists in the first person, set in Colonial-Civil War era America or World War I era.
She writes ( often humorously ) about her career, self-image, vices, family, friends, and romantic relationships.
She writes a phone number on a scrap of paper, which leads Mike to the local veterans ' hospital where Steven has been for several months.
“‘ Technology ,’ she writes, ‘ catalyzes changes not only in what we do but in how we think .’” She goes on using Jean Piaget's psychology discourse to discuss how children learn about computers and how this affects their minds.
She writes to her mother for advice ; Joan tells her to keep silent about her past.
She still writes screenplays for Hollywood.
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She said, `` I guess the Lord looks out for fools, drunkards, and innocents ''.
She studied it for a long time.
She seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.
She could not scream, for even if a sound could take shape within her parched mouth, who would hear, who would listen??
She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.
She was telling herself that this might just be her reward at the end of a long meaningful search for truth.
She set the dipper on the edge of the deck, leaving it for him to stretch after it while she looked on scornfully.
She said, with the solicitude of a middle-aged woman for her only child.
She wrote gay plays about the girls for family entertainments, like `` Oh, What Fun!!
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 was pious, too, once kneeling through the night from Holy Thursday to Good Friday, despite the protest of the nuns that this was too much for a young girl.
She knelt out of reverence for having read the Meditations of St. Augustine.
She left the next day for her teaching job at Princeton, Illinois.
She ended her letter with the assurance that she considered his friendship for her daughter and herself to be an honor, from which she could not part `` without still more pain ''.
She had her reasons for this.
She had been picked up by the Russians, questioned in connection with some pamphlets, sentenced to life imprisonment for espionage.
She gave me the names of some people who would surely help pay for the flowers and might even march up to the monument with me.
She had done it last year, and the year before, and the year before that, and she, and her people were dependent upon these cans for food.
She should offer substitutes for the temptations which seem overwhelmingly desirable to the child.
She was the only kind of Negro Laura Andrus would want around: independent, unservile, probably charging double what ordinary maids did for housework -- and doubly efficient.
She was taken up in worry for the reckless old man.
She had taken him out of the schoolhouse and closed the school for the summer, after she saw Miss Snow crack Joel across the face with a ruler for letting a snake loose in the schoolroom.
She lay under the covers making jabbing motions with her forefinger telling me where to look for the coffeepot.
She wrote again and now, abandoning for the moment the theme of love, she asked for help in the matter of her career.
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