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 began to watch a blonde-haired man, also in shorts, standing right at the rear of the wrecked car in the one spot that most of the crowd had detoured slightly.

She got up, standing uncertainly for a moment, then moving aside to let go past her, talking, a group of young men.

She became aware that two Italian workmen, carrying a large azalea pot, were standing before her and wanted her to move so that they could begin arranging a new row of the display.

She returned the following January and gained support from two men of standing: Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy.

She therefore plans to marry Edgar and use that position to help raise Heathcliff's standing.

She then is seen standing in the middle of the racecourse as two more horses pass on the inside of her, and on the film suddenly she takes a lunge at one of the last few trailing horses.

" She continued, writing " the greatest're-branding ' of Israel would be to celebrate that country's long standing, courageous and robust peace movement by helping to end the blockade of Gaza through negotiations with all parties to the conflict, and by stopping the expansion of West Bank settlements.

She seemed unfazed and gradually won some respect, although she was unable to restore the government's standing.

She describes standing outside a stone prison:

She says: " A portion of the cataract arches over the lowest platform, and the spray fell thickly on us, as standing on it and looking up, we saw wave, and rock, and cloud, and the clear heavens through its glittering ever-moving veil.

She also erroneously refers to her employer as the ' British Broadcasting Company ' ( the C in BBC actually standing for ' Corporation ').

She was portrayed as a matron, sometimes holding a cornucopia or a hasta pura, with children in her arms or standing next to her.

She appeared as a presenter at the 75th Annual Academy Awards in 2003, earning a minute-long standing ovation on her entrance.

She has managed to herd the kids into the only room in the schoolhouse that is still standing.

She was standing one day, the day before I was taken ill, 15 at a window that looked on the Terrace with Trelawny — it was day — she saw as she thought Shelley pass by the window, as he often was then, without a coat or jacket — he passed again — now as he passed both times the same way — and as from the side towards which he went each time there was no way to get back except past the window again ( except over a wall twenty feet from the ground ) she was struck at seeing him pass twice thus & looked out & seeing him no more she cried — " Good God can Shelley have leapt from the wall ?....

She sat in the section where, if a white person was standing, the blacks would have to get up and move to the back.

" She was also remembered as a heroine to Burton Cummings on his 1978 album " Dream of a Child " in the song " Dream of a Child ," including the lines " When I was a child, dreamed that Elvis Presley, was standing on the corner, kissing Brenda Lee ", and in the closing line, " I love Brenda Lee / Brenda Lee loves me / yeah ...".

She agreed ... The next year ... Temple first addressed an audience .... people were standing at least three deep .... The audience couldn't get enough of her.

She also tends to be meek, while Laverne is more outspoken and athletic ; this doesn't mean that Shirley is a wimp or a pushover, as she is quite capable of standing up for herself when necessary — she just isn't quite as aggressive about it as her friend.

" She received a standing ovation.

She, in contrast to the declining Compsons, draws a great deal of strength from her faith, standing as a proud figure amid a dying family.

She was the daughter of Sir Edward Alderson, a moderately notable jurist and so of much lower social standing than the Cecils.