Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
She had a penetrating sort of laugh. Rather like a train going into a tunnel.
Piper insisted she had to be out of breath when we played this one scene, so she ran around the block. Thank God she wasn't doing a crucifixtion scene; we would have had to nail her to the wall.
Fortune, seeing that she could not make fools wise, has made them lucky.
Her friends say she is very funny. At a family dinner, she stood to go, and the footman very properly pulled her chair away. At that moment I asked her a question and she sat down again, except there was no chair. Everyone, including the Queen, laughed and laughed.
She bit my bodyguard. She bit him in the stomach.
Ambition has one heel nailed in well, though she stretch her fingers to touch the heavens.
She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his; and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.
Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.
She looked as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth - or anywhere else.
He obliged Cinderella to sit down, and, putting the slipper to her little foot, he found it went on very easily, and fitted her as if it had been made of wax.