He exerts himself so much to do simple things and then he's gone.
He exerts a Pan-like charm, asking more questions than he cares to answer.
He exerts himself mightily, as if to achieve with brute power what could not be attained with finesse.
He exerts a strong appeal among the young, many clergymen and even some members of the royal family.
He exerts himself mightily, takes on a heroic mantle of creation from scratch, building a universe that would rival the world-building of "Star Wars" but would add extra layers of fantasy by means of virtual-reality-like transformations.
He exerts a grotesque, Orwellian power and abolishes hundreds of words in the Adiyan dictionary, insidiously eroding his people's moral sense by replacing "positive" and "negative" with "Aladeen", leading to tense moments in the Wadiyan HIV clinics.
He exerts some influence on his parliament, I'm told, but nothing like Albert II, King of the Belgians (I do love the kingship of the people, not the country) who has, according to Dr Bierblier, "knocked heads together with tremendous satisfaction, and results".
He exerts influence through key officials who act as his proxies.
He exerts himself to show that poetry presents false representations of virtue, often drawn from popular opinion about morality (Moss 2007, 437), and that because of their falseness those images nourish irrational motives until all but the finest souls in the audience lose control over themselves.
He exerts control over every element of the film, but always with a light touch.
