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She looks like a warrior. I mean, Bellatrix does mean warrior. And she's also a bit of a fatale. She's the right hand of Voldemort, and the only woman death eater. Helena Bonham Carter
Edgar Rice Burroghs quote: "She did not admire him any more than she had. It was merely..."
She did not admire him any more than she had. It was merely that she considered him the Lesser of two evils. Edgar Rice Burroghs
Earl Scruggs quote: "She was a great lady. We raised three boys, were together as..."
She was a great lady. We raised three boys, were together as long as she lived, and now she's passed on. Earl Scruggs
Lara Flynn Boyle quote: "She comes from the Midwest. She had me at a very young age and..."
She comes from the Midwest. She had me at a very young age and raised me on her own. She's a very hard worker. Lara Flynn Boyle
She claimed she loved the camera, its warmth, its familiarity. She responded to its naked glare, its slavish attention to every expression of her face and body, with the kind of immediacy a trusted lover could expect. Anne Edwards
She saw the myriad gods, and beyond God his own ineffable eternity; she saw that there were ranges of life beyond our present life, ranges of mind beyond our present mind and above these she saw the splendors of the spirit. Sri Aurobindo
She loved him, more than she could ever find words for, but this love he felt for her was not quite the same. It wasn't so much stronger, as more demanding, more insistent. As though he feared he would lose that which he had finally won. Jean M. Auel
She was sad with an obscure sadness of which she had not the secret herself. There was in her whole person the stupor of a life ended but never commenced. Victor Hugo
She is the British warm that protects his stooping shoulders, and the wintering sparrow he holds inside his hands. She is his deepest innocence in spaces of bough and hay before wishes were given a separate name to warn that they might not come true, and his lithe Parisian daughter of joy, beneath the eternal mirror, forswearing perfumes, capeskin to the armpits, all that is too easy, for his impoverishment and more worthy love Thomas Pynchon
...[she]considered the possibility of telling her about everything that was happening, but then she changed her mind; people never learn anything by being told; they have to find out for themselves. Paulo Coelho
She had a tall bearing and a tall voice and a tall manner, and was tall in every respect except height. Amazingly, she'd apparently been able to keep this a secret from people. Terry Prachett
She destroyed egos by the score and made men hate themselves in the morning by the way she found them, used them, and tossed them aside. Joseph Heller
She got in, as she had persuaded Jerott Blyth to bring her half across France, by force of logic, a kind of flat-chested innocence and the doggedness of a flower-pecker attacking a strangling fig. Dorothy Dunnett
She was wet with my crying. Up around her collar the cotton of her dress was plastered to her skin. I could see her darkness shining through the wet places. She was like a sponge, absorbing what I couldn't hold anymore. Sue Monk Kidd
She gazed toward the marsh that grew thicker, deeper, greener with approaching summer. Mosquitoes whined in there, breeding in the dark water. Alligators slid through it, silent death. It was a place where snakes could slither and bogs could suck the shoe right off your foot. And it was a place, she thought, that went bright and beautiful with the twinkling of fireflies, where wildflowers thrived in the shade and the stingy light. Where an eagle could soar like a king. There was no beauty... Nora Roberts

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