He was going to call the doctor.
I'm going to make myself a sandwich and get back to work.
What time are we going to leave tomorrow?
We're going out for breakfast.
Alex was going to college when his parents died in the plane crash.
"I wondered if you were ever going to come back," she said, moving eagerly into step with him.
I'm going to bed.
What's going to become of us now?
I'm going to begin now.
"But what am I going to eat?" wailed the kitten, sitting in front of Dorothy and looking pleadingly into her face.
Just then they heard the big voice of Jim the cab-horse calling to them, and going to the doorway leading to the dome they found the Princess and a throng of her people had entered the House of the Sorcerer.
"I wonder how Jim is ever going to draw the buggy up so many stairs," said Dorothy, gravely.
"I'm not going to drop a pin," said Zeb.
He really belonged to the Kansas girl, who had much respect for his thoughts after they had been properly wound and set going; but as the copper man would be useless in any place but a fairy country Dorothy had left him in charge of Ozma, who saw that he was suitably cared for.
Some of the king's soldiers are going to Concord to get the powder that is there.
I am going to put you in the academy there.
There was something which she wished very much to know before going home, and so, without thinking, she had leaned over and whispered just three little words.
What is going to happen? each one asked of another.
I am going to be a sailor and nothing else.
I happen to be going that way, and I will carry your turkey, if you will allow me.
I am going to find such a way if I can.
This book is about that future and what it is going to look like—how it will be a place glorious and spectacular beyond our wildest hopes.
This is going to have profound effects.
If you were male and born on a farm, you were almost certainly going to be a farmer.
I am certain this idea is going to take some time to get used to.
They have no economic advantage in going to war.
Unless one can somehow imagine NATO countries going to war with each other, such as Belgium invading the United Kingdom, it is hard to see how "world wars" could escalate outside of NATO member countries.
I am not going to make many friends with this point, but here goes: At some point in the future, there will be only one language.
She brought me my hat, and I knew I was going out into the warm sunshine.
If I have since learned differently, I am not going to tell anybody.
She is going home to rest, but she will come back to me next autumn.
Grandmother is going to make me two new dresses.
It is getting warm here now, so father is going to take us to the Quarry on the 20th of August.
I am going to send you a birthday gift with this letter.
I am going to have a Christmas tree, in the parlor and teacher will hang all of my gifts upon it.
What man but a philosopher would not be ashamed to see his furniture packed in a cart and going up country exposed to the light of heaven and the eyes of men, a beggarly account of empty boxes?
The air is filled with the bleating of calves and sheep, and the hustling of oxen, as if a pastoral valley were going by.
For a week of even weather I took exactly the same number of steps, and of the same length, coming and going, stepping deliberately and with the precision of a pair of dividers in my own deep tracks--to such routine the winter reduces us--yet often they were filled with heaven's own blue.
But no weather interfered fatally with my walks, or rather my going abroad, for I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines; when the ice and snow causing their limbs to droop, and so sharpening their tops, had changed the pines into fir trees; wading to the tops of the highest hills when the show was nearly two feet deep on a level, and shaking down another snow-storm on my head at every step; or sometimes creeping and floundering thither on my hands and knees, when the hunters had gone into winter quarters.
Sometimes I heard the foxes as they ranged over the snow-crust, in moonlight nights, in search of a partridge or other game, barking raggedly and demoniacally like forest dogs, as if laboring with some anxiety, or seeking expression, struggling for light and to be dogs outright and run freely in the streets; for if we take the ages into our account, may there not be a civilization going on among brutes as well as men?
When the warmer days come, they who dwell near the river hear the ice crack at night with a startling whoop as loud as artillery, as if its icy fetters were rent from end to end, and within a few days see it rapidly going out.
A saner man would have found himself often enough "in formal opposition" to what are deemed "the most sacred laws of society," through obedience to yet more sacred laws, and so have tested his resolution without going out of his way.
He is going to get himself killed.
Are you going to be a guardsman or a diplomatist? asked Prince Andrew after a momentary silence.
"Well, why are you going to the war?" asked Pierre.
You are going to the war and have no pity for me.
I am now going to the war, the greatest war there ever was, and I know nothing and am fit for nothing.
But the nearer he drew to the house the more he felt the impossibility of going to sleep on such a night.
Pierre saw that Prince Andrew was going to speak of Natasha, and his broad face expressed pity and sympathy.