Example sentences of "her heart " in BNC.
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1 | Her heart went into a cartoon clinch : Nothing Else Matters ! |
2 | She clutched at these landmarks as her heart soared like a kite , time day and place an anchor to the swooping light of love . |
3 | Her heart pounded as she peed . |
4 | Jay was Bogart , Dietrich , even Anne Bancroft as her heart tugged along in Lucy 's wake . |
5 | It was all so unreal , she felt she had to write it down to prove it was happening , to have it and hold it to her heart . |
6 | She blanked out the sudden picture of white sands and her and Lucy in a scented olive-grove evening … her heart panted to slake its thirst with dreaming , but she slammed the scenes of happiness as illusion , mirage . |
7 | Anyway , then she just sprawled on the floor and cried her heart out . |
8 | Their hunger was hers , their battle-scarred pelts ached with the gashes on her heart . |
9 | Her heart cramped now as she thought of her husband 's folly in plumping for the easy money , as it had seemed , after three bad harvests — his airy promise to come home soon — his failure to return after his regiment had been disbanded in Madras and left to make its own way back round half the world . |
10 | Her heart melts . |
11 | She shut her heart firmly against the look of incredulous joy that lit Rachel 's face . |
12 | She had wanted to fall in love , she had willed it , and her body had produced the lover , close to her heart , fed by her own blood , watered by own needy greedy wanting . |
13 | I do not know whether we dragons loved her or hated her ; her will was like iron , as fast clad as our scaled hides , but her heart was like a songbird in the morning and she was as lovely as the lilies of the field . |
14 | Her heart soared as she realised that this was a new adventure , an adventure through darkness into the greater darkness which might , just might , be even more beautiful than the slow throbbing of living blood , richer in iron than the veins of any mine , passing through mighty arteries , driven by the rhythmic pounding of the great beast 's heart . |
15 | In her heart she felt that Rose was a little common in knowing so many people . |
16 | She played with the choices during the remaining days allowed her , knowing in her heart that she would be forced to take the safe path into the civil service . |
17 | Again her heart is represented by the mechanism from an old lift : she goes up and down as others will her . |
18 | As she turned the corner into Perry Street her heart began to pound . |
19 | Amanda clapped her hand to her heart . |
20 | Thanks to Charlie boy , they 'd been able to splash a bit on the wedding and Marilyn could have the white satin and the four bridesmaids she 'd set her heart on . |
21 | But comical though he was , and although Erika laughed , yet her heart was touched , and as the bus juddered through the deserted streets , all the way home she looked into the window , seeing not the flats , factories , and dark parks , but , wonderingly , her own reflection . |
22 | The faint pulse of Lily 's wrist under her fingers was a knife-twist in her heart . |
23 | It was preserved for posterity with David 's Mum smiling away — bless her heart . |
24 | It would break her heart . |
25 | It is a happiness so mild and cool that it is like a kind of saintliness after passion : yet it is not satiety … for if she has any unhealth , it is from me ; and that more of her lips than in her heart . ’ |
26 | It would break her heart to leave the lovely old stone barn in Buckinghamshire . |
27 | Jinny took a deep breath and felt her heart thud . |
28 | I wanted to say that it was not a question of ‘ letting ’ Aunt Louise do anything ; I wanted to say I should like to see anyone trying to stop her from doing anything she had set her heart on . |
29 | She planted the fruit trees and bushes she had always wanted , made her own bread , and experimented with such things as parsley jelly and mint tea , all to her heart 's content . |
30 | I found among my mother 's papers when she died a letter from my grandfather which must have wrung her heart for years after his death : ‘ … ca n't you spare a moment to write to your poor old Dad … ‘ |