If not this woman now, Hillary's supporters would ardently ask me, what woman ever?
"Then he placed his hands on my shoulders, looked at me long and ardently, and asked: 'Would you like to have a little child with me, Miss Bosse?' I made a curtsey and answered, as though hypnotized: 'Yes, thank you!' and we were engaged".
"Look, how many times does a fellow have to ask?" he ardently implores her.
I ask Yoko why she has so ardently embraced the anti-fracking cause, becoming, alongside Lady Gaga and actress Susan Sarandon, the most visible spokesperson for the recently formed Artists Against Fracking.
"Why plant more tobacco when everybody's trying to quit smoking?" asks one of the book's farm-dwelling, ardently opinionated characters.
For a while, I prayed ardently on my knees by my bedside — sometimes for titties or for John Cleary to ask me to the couples skate, but mostly for a best friend.
I myself asked them of the first quidditch players I ever encountered – secretly but ardently hoping that someone had figured out the exact combination of fairy dust and quantum physics needed to simulate flight.
And all the time she was writing, attempting novels while making money (under pen names) with lurid pulp fiction: "He stretched his hand to her and said ardently, 'Heaven bless hashish if its dreams end like this.' " Finally an editor asked her to write "a girl's story".
The other American elevated to cardinal by the Vatican on Friday is a Bronx boy who exercises regularly on a treadmill, roots ardently for the Yankees and, according to friends, is so devoted to the idea of doing what he asks others to do that he learned how to parachute before serving as a military chaplain in Vietnam.
The composer John Cage loved to point out how any street corner is theater of a kind; the dance critic and poet Edwin Denby wrote ardently of how daily life was full of things to see; and when one of Merce Cunningham's dancers asked what a piece was about, he took her to the window, showed her the view of the sidewalk and said, "That".
These are ardently bookish girls who quote Virginia Woolf, as Astra does in a yearbook ad dedicated to Car:"How then, she had asked herself, did one know one thing or another thing about people, sealed as they were?" This question is posed by the young painter, Lily Briscoe, contemplating Mrs. Ramsay in "To the Lighthouse".
