She wrote gay plays about the girls for family entertainments, like `` Oh, What Fun!!

She wrote in her journal, `` I have not heard the least profane language since I have been on board the vessel.

She wrote:

She wrote again and now, abandoning for the moment the theme of love, she asked for help in the matter of her career.

She wrote to her brother, " All Mr. Lane's efforts have been to disunite us.

She wrote a volume of poetry with her sisters ( Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell, 1846 ) and two novels.

She wrote her " Recipe Redux " feature for the Times magazine until February 27, 2011.

She also wrote the updated introduction to Sagan's book The Cosmic Connection, the epilogue of Billions and Billions, and her own novel, A Famous Broken Heart.

She wrote at least three autobiographical books about adapting to blindness.

Following some success illustrating cards and booklets, Potter wrote and illustrated The Tale of Peter Rabbit publishing it first privately in 1901, and a year later as a small, three-colour illustrated book with Frederick Warne & Co. She became unofficially engaged to her editor Norman Warne in 1905 despite the disapproval of her parents, but he died suddenly a month later, of leukemia.

In a 1958 letter to a friend in West Germany, Paternak wrote, " She was put in jail on my account, as the person considered by the secret police to be closest to me, and they hoped that by means of a grueling interrogation and threats they could extract enough evidence from her to put me on trial.

She had said, " Don't forget yourself to the point of believing that it was you who wrote this work.

She also took job opportunities working briefly at dance halls in Japan and Taiwan, and wrote two missives under the name " Courtney Michelle " in punk-zine Maximumrocknroll on local bands Poison Idea and Rancid Vat.

She wrote:

She wrote the preface for On War and by 1834 had published several of his books.

" ( Church Manual, page 41 ) She also wrote: " The cardinal points of Christian Science cannot be lost sight of, namely — one God, supreme, infinite, and one Christ Jesus.

She wrote Jane Eyre under the pen name Currer Bell.

She did not ally herself with Eakins ' ardent student supporters, and later wrote, " A curious instinct of self-preservation kept me outside the magic circle.

She was well suited to the precise work but later wrote, " this was the lowest depth I ever reached in commercial art, and although it was a period when youth and romance were in their first attendance on me, I remember it with gloom and record it with shame.

She wrote, " Fleury is much less benign than Bouguereau and don't temper his severities … he hinted of possibilities before me and as he rose said the nicest thing of all, ' we will do all we can to help you '… I want these men … to know me and recognize that I can do something.

She spent most of her childhood and all of her adult life based in Paris and then the abbey at Poissy, and wrote entirely in her adoptive tongue of Middle French.

She also wrote a minor chart hit for Hank Williams Jr during this period.

Jim Kerr of Simple Minds was so moved by the results of the Enniskillen bombing in 1987 that he wrote new words to the traditional folk song " She Moved Through The Fair " and the group recorded it with the name " Belfast Child ".

She wrote to Leicester:

She hears voices in her head, each one ostensibly the voice of a person in her life, primarily " The Goodwife " or " Goody Burlingame " ( a somewhat Puritanical version of Jessie ), Ruth Neary ( an old college friend ), and Nora Callighan ( her ex-psychiatrist ), both of whom Jessie hasn't spoken to in decades.

She alienated many U. S. Catholics ( including some clerical leaders ) with her condemnation of Falangist leader Francisco Franco during the Spanish Civil War ; and, possibly in response to her criticism of Cardinal Francis Spellman, she came under pressure by the Archdiocese of New York in 1951 to change the name of her newspaper, " ostensibly because the word Catholic implies an official church connection when such was not the case.

She also gave advice in response to letters she ostensibly received.

She refuses to tell him anything at first, ostensibly to protect Ralph's privacy.

She was somewhat derided, described as " the Yorkshire Pudding ", ostensibly for her skill in cooking, but also as a reference to her perceived poor dress sense and mildly disorganised appearance.

She sells the other half of her quota to Giles, then leaves, ostensibly for home.

She was ostensibly killed by Trevor Fitzroy and his Sentinels, who used her life force to fuel one of his temporal displacement portals.

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 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.