You don't have to open your mouth.
After a slight hesitation the door burst open with a cracking blow.
He pushed the passenger's side door open and she leaned down to look at him.
If you don't open this door I'm going to kick it open.
It was open, so I came in.
Perhaps in time when she feels more secure she'll open up.
In a short time he was free and in the open air.
Just then a loud cackling was heard outside; and, when a servant threw open the door with a low bow, a yellow hen strutted in.
Calf must not open mouth much to kiss.
Nesvitski and Zherkov were so surprised by this outburst that they gazed at Bolkonski silently with wide-open eyes.
He was up on one elbow, his attention fixed on her open blouse.
At the car, Connie hugged Lisa while Giddon impatiently held the car door open for her.
Betsy is standing on one leg and she's holding a Time magazine, open to page eighteen.
It took fifty minutes before the door burst open and Howie dashed out and up the stairs with Martha close on his heels.
The door stood open and a table was set in the front room, with four chairs drawn up to it.
Dorothy must take her parasol and open it suddenly when the wooden folks attack her.
The door was thrown open and he saw a hundred brave men, all ready to give him aid.
It was the only open and cultivated field for a great distance on either side of the road, so they made the most of it; and sometimes the man in the field heard more of travellers' gossip and comment than was meant for his ear: "Beans so late! peas so late!"--for I continued to plant when others had begun to hoe--the ministerial husbandman had not suspected it.
The remarkably adult yet innocent expression of their open and serene eyes is very memorable.
Kutuzov's face as he stood in the open doorway remained perfectly immobile for a few moments.
The handsome open face of the man who might perhaps be her husband absorbed all her attention.
I'll make Pashette open her eyes.
She jerked the door open, sending frightened chickens flopping against the coop walls.
Snapping it open, she pulled out a dresser drawer and began tossing things in.
They reached an open place in the brush where Diablo stood hip-shod, his eyes half closed - as if all hell wasn't getting ready to burst loose.
As she passed his office, she glanced through the open door.
As they came out on an open trail, he increased speed.
Yet as the world began to open beyond her little circle, she realized that he had been open about his interest all along.
She was an open book to him and he was obsessed with the idea of reading it.
She started to shut the door, but he had the storm door open and his foot in the door before she could react.
There was a position open at a private home, but the salary had to be wrong.
We all looked questioningly to Martha who stood at the open doorway.
Howie described a car parked with an open trunk on the far side of the fence.
There were three bedrooms and an open concept kitchen dining area with a cathedral ceiling.
"They keep close tabs on scores of open cases and use freedom of information statutes to monitor progress," she told me.
Their mouths were open for the food they were expecting their mother to give them.
He could see a green open space just beyond; and then the woods seemed to be thicker and darker.
Suddenly the door was thrown open and the Queen of Sheba came in.
They passed out into the open country and saw the cottages of the poor people.
It did not open easily, and she felt carefully to see if there was a keyhole.
I would rather sit in the open air, for no dust gathers on the grass, unless where man has broken ground.
The next winter I used a small cooking-stove for economy, since I did not own the forest; but it did not keep fire so well as the open fireplace.
Where now firm open fields stretch from the village to the woods, it then ran through a maple swamp on a foundation of logs, the remnants of which, doubtless, still underlie the present dusty highway, from the Stratton, now the Alms-House Farm, to Brister's Hill.
Once more, on the left, where are seen the well and lilac bushes by the wall, in the now open field, lived Nutting and Le Grosse.
I too felt a slumberous influence after watching him half an hour, as he sat thus with his eyes half open, like a cat, winged brother of the cat.
For I came to town still, like a friendly Indian, when the contents of the broad open fields were all piled up between the walls of the Walden road, and half an hour sufficed to obliterate the tracks of the last traveller.
I used to start them in the open land also, where they had come out of the woods at sunset to "bud" the wild apple trees.
The latter raises the moss and bark gently with his knife in search of insects; the former lays open logs to their core with his axe, and moss and bark fly far and wide.
I never knew it to open in the course of a winter, not excepting that of '52-3, which gave the ponds so severe a trial.
In 1845 Walden was first completely open on the 1st of April; in '46, the 25th of March; in '47, the 8th of April; in '51, the 28th of March; in '52, the 18th of April; in '53, the 23d of March; in '54, about the 7th of April.
The whole cut impressed me as if it were a cave with its stalactites laid open to the light.
Why the jailer does not leave open his prison doors--why the judge does not dismis his case--why the preacher does not dismiss his congregation!
It seemed to me that I never had heard the town-clock strike before, nor the evening sounds of the village; for we slept with the windows open, which were inside the grating.
Just as he was going to open it the sounds ceased, the door opened, and Kutuzov with his eagle nose and puffy face appeared in the doorway.
When the officers had emptied and smashed their glasses, Kirsten filled others and, in shirt sleeves and breeches, went glass in hand to the soldiers' bonfires and with his long gray mustache, his white chest showing under his open shirt, he stood in a majestic pose in the light of the campfire, waving his uplifted arm.
Exactly opposite Weyrother, with his glistening wide-open eyes fixed upon him and his mustache twisted upwards, sat the ruddy Miloradovich in a military pose, his elbows turned outwards, his hands on his knees, and his shoulders raised.
In the room next their bedroom there was a confusion of sabers, satchels, sabretaches, open portmanteaus, and dirty boots.
To him the club entrusted the arrangement of the festival in honor of Bagration, for few men knew so well how to arrange a feast on an open-handed, hospitable scale, and still fewer men would be so well able and willing to make up out of their own resources what might be needed for the success of the fete.
Next morning when the valet came into the room with his coffee, Pierre was lying asleep on the ottoman with an open book in his hand.
"Mary Bogdanovna, I think it's beginning!" said Princess Mary looking at the midwife with wide-open eyes of alarm.
Prince Andrew got up, went to the door, and tried to open it.
He got up and went to the window to open it.
The envelope had a mind of its own, and it drew her back to the coffee table - demanded that she tear it open and read the answer.
"I think this Youngblood guy is a scam," I said as I lustfully watched my wife through the half open bathroom door.
HERE ARE SOME OF THEM: DOOR, OPEN, SHUT, GIVE, GO, COME, and a great many more.
It was very exciting at that season to roam the then boundless chestnut woods of Lincoln--they now sleep their long sleep under the railroad--with a bag on my shoulder, and a stick to open burs with in my hand, for I did not always wait for the frost, amid the rustling of leaves and the loud reproofs of the red squirrels and the jays, whose half-consumed nuts I sometimes stole, for the burs which they had selected were sure to contain sound ones.
Princess Mary shuddered; her nurse, putting down the stocking she was knitting, went to the window and leaning out tried to catch the open casement.
Strands of her black hair lay round her inflamed and perspiring cheeks, her charming rosy mouth with its downy lip was open and she was smiling joyfully.
Pierre went nearer and saw that the lamp stood on a black table on which lay an open book.
After reading the first words of the Gospel: "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God," Pierre went round the table and saw a large open box filled with something.
In the evening Andrew and Pierre got into the open carriage and drove to Bald Hills.
Rostov went to the middle of the room and looking through the open doors into the two adjoining rooms saw the same thing there.
He came at a gallop, wearing a small hat, a blue uniform open over a white vest, and the St. Andrew ribbon over his shoulder.
He rose, took Prince Andrew by the arm, and went to meet a tall, bald, fair man of about forty with a large open forehead and a long face of unusual and peculiar whiteness, who was just entering.
"Why do I strive, why do I toil in this narrow, confined frame, when life, all life with all its joys, is open to me?" said he to himself.
Daniel himself felt this, and as usual stood just inside the door, trying to speak softly and not move, for fear of breaking something in the master's apartment, and he hastened to say all that was necessary so as to get from under that ceiling, out into the open under the sky once more.
His voice seemed to fill the whole wood and carried far beyond out into the open field.
Open the door, there! he shouted.
Natasha began, and without replying to Sonya's words of comfort she got into bed, and long after her candle was out lay open-eyed and motionless, gazing at the moonlight through the frosty windowpanes.
His purse was always empty because it was open to everyone.
At first she heard only Metivier's voice, then her father's, then both voices began speaking at the same time, the door was flung open, and on the threshold appeared the handsome figure of the terrified Metivier with his shock of black hair, and the prince in his dressing gown and fez, his face distorted with fury and the pupils of his eyes rolled downwards.
And why not enjoy myself? thought Natasha, gazing at Helene with wide-open, wondering eyes.
Natasha, animated and excited, looked about her with wide-open frightened eyes and seemed merrier than usual.
Natasha kept looking uneasily at everybody with wide-open eyes, as if wishing to intercept every glance directed toward her, and tried to appear the same as usual.
Open on the table, beside her lay Anatole's letter.
Sonya stared open-eyed at Natasha, unable to believe her ears.
Natasha looked at Sonya with wide-open eyes as if she could not grasp the question.
In his large study, the walls of which were hung to the ceiling with Persian rugs, bearskins, and weapons, sat Dolokhov in a traveling cloak and high boots, at an open desk on which lay an abacus and some bundles of paper money.
"Do you know, one Christmas I drove from Tver," said Anatole, smilingly at the recollection and turning to Makarin who gazed rapturously at him with wide-open eyes.
But Natasha was not asleep; with pale face and fixed wide-open eyes she looked straight before her.
Pierre raised his shoulders and listened open-mouthed to what was told him, scarcely able to believe his own ears.
"Home!" said Pierre, and despite twenty-two degrees of frost Fahrenheit he threw open the bearskin cloak from his broad chest and inhaled the air with joy.
As Alpatych was driving out of the gate he saw some ten soldiers in Ferapontov's open shop, talking loudly and filling their bags and knapsacks with flour and sunflower seeds.
The sun had reached the other side of the house, and its slanting rays shone into the open window, lighting up the room and part of the morocco cushion at which Princess Mary was looking.
For a long time that night Princess Mary sat by the open window of her room hearing the sound of the peasants' voices that reached her from the village, but it was not of them she was thinking.
With wide-open eyes she gazed at the moonlight and the shadows, expecting every moment to see his dead face, and she felt that the silence brooding over the house and within it held her fast.
Kutuzov looked at him with eyes wide open with dismay and then took off his cap and crossed himself:
The battle of Borodino was not fought on a chosen and entrenched position with forces only slightly weaker than those of the enemy, but, as a result of the loss of the Shevardino Redoubt, the Russians fought the battle of Borodino on an open and almost unentrenched position, with forces only half as numerous as the French; that is to say, under conditions in which it was not merely unthinkable to fight for ten hours and secure an indecisive result, but unthinkable to keep an army even from complete disintegration and flight.
The singing did not sound loud under the open sky.
At dawn the two new batteries established during the night on the plain occupied by the Prince d'Eckmuhl will open fire on the opposing batteries of the enemy.
At the same time the commander of the artillery of the 1st Corps, General Pernetti, with thirty cannon of Campan's division and all the howitzers of Dessaix's and Friant's divisions, will move forward, open fire, and overwhelm with shellfire the enemy's battery, against which will operate:
In the disposition it is said first that the batteries placed on the spot chosen by Napoleon, with the guns of Pernetti and Fouche; which were to come in line with them, 102 guns in all, were to open fire and shower shells on the Russian fleches and redoubts.
Our body is like a perfect watch that should go for a certain time.
On the field between Borodino and the fleches, beside the wood, the chief action of the day took place on an open space visible from both sides and was fought in the simplest and most artless way.
Natasha ran into the house and went on tiptoe through the half-open door into the sitting room, where there was a smell of vinegar and Hoffman's drops.
She had taken a cab and driven home by a side street and the cabman had told her that the people were breaking open the barrels at the drink store, having received orders to do so.
When Natasha set to work two cases were standing open in the ballroom, one almost full up with crockery, the other with carpets.
From one open shop came the sound of blows and vituperation, and just as the officer came up to it a man in a gray coat with a shaven head was flung out violently.
Someone stopped at the gate, and the latch rattled as someone tried to open it.
Tipsy and perspiring, with dim eyes and wide-open mouths, they were all laboriously singing some song or other.
Those standing in front, who had seen and heard what had taken place before them, all stood with wide-open eyes and mouths, straining with all their strength, and held back the crowd that was pushing behind them.
In cellars and storerooms similar men were busy among the provisions, and in the yards unlocking or breaking open coach house and stable doors, lighting fires in kitchens and kneading and baking bread with rolled-up sleeves, and cooking; or frightening, amusing, or caressing women and children.
Through the open window the moans of the adjutant could be heard more distinctly.
"Yes, a new happiness was revealed to me of which man cannot be deprived," he thought as he lay in the semidarkness of the quiet hut, gazing fixedly before him with feverish wide open eyes.
As he was going along a foot path across a wide- open space adjoining the Povarskoy on one side and the gardens of Prince Gruzinski's house on the other, Pierre suddenly heard the desperate weeping of a woman close to him.
Amid the scattered property and the crowd on the open space, she, in her rich satin cloak with a bright lilac shawl on her head, suggested a delicate exotic plant thrown out onto the snow.
He glanced through it, then read it again, and then again, and standing still in the middle of the room he raised his shoulders, stretching out his hands, with his mouth wide open and his eyes fixed.
Natasha opened it cautiously and glanced into the room, Sonya standing beside her at the half-open door.
Our columns ought to have begun to appear on an open declivity to his right.
That night the doors were again broken open, the padlocks smashed, the books mutilated, and other disorders perpetrated.
It's what the old folk used to say: 'A sweating hand's an open hand, a dry hand's close.'
"But this is very important, from General Dokhturov," said Bolkhovitinov, entering the open door which he had found by feeling in the dark.
Since his appointment as general on duty he had always slept with his door open, giving orders that every messenger should be allowed to wake him up.
So he lay now on his bed, supporting his large, heavy, scarred head on his plump hand, with his one eye open, meditating and peering into the darkness.
Coming out onto the road Dolokhov did not ride back across the open country, but through the village.
They carefully guarded their open wounds from any rough and painful contact.
She did not let go of her mother but struggled tenderly with her, demanded a pillow and hot water, and unfastened and tore open her mother's dress.
She caught the unfinished word in its flight and took it straight into her open heart, divining the secret meaning of all Pierre's mental travail.
A blissful bright smile was fixed on the baby's broad face with its toothless open mouth.
Little Nicholas, who had just waked up in a cold perspiration, sat up in bed and gazed before him with wide-open eyes.
His shoulders swayed gracefully, the open denim jacket swinging loosely in the breeze.
And leave the door open, would you?
Popping it open, she started hanging their things in the closet.
On the way across the open water, they saw several dolphins.
The kitchen was open all the time, but Alex didn't drink - or never had to her knowledge.
After breakfast, they all retired to the entry room and gathered around the tree to open presents.
Then, on Christmas morning when everyone is awake, we lounge around in our night clothes while we open presents.
"I want him to know where I am in case he returns," she said, flipping open her phone.
She followed him to the table and sat opposite him, waiting for him to open the subject.
Long ago she had learned to ignore the second glances, open stares, and sometimes even suggestive leers of men.
He reached the passenger side of the car and held the door open for her.
He picked up a newspaper and snapped it open, his attention instantly captured by something he found in its crinkled pages.
She eyed him with open disdain.
Most of the boys she dated would never have thought of practicing the age-old custom of walking around the car to open her door, or guiding her through the crowd with a gentle hand on one elbow.
The building she had spent more than a month trying to get into and now was the site of an open house.
She forced her eyes open to find Bordeaux's face above her.
She waited for him to open the conversation, idly wondering if it would be ten before he spoke.
The statement was an open invitation but she was several conversations wiser now, and waited for him to volunteer the rest of the story.
Well, he isn't interested in me, so the door is still open for you.
Inside the quiet room, the balcony beckoned, so she slid the patio door open and stepped out into the balmy night.
She swung hard and her open hand cracked against his face.
Claudette pushed the door open slowly and demurely made her way across the room.
She put the things in her bathroom and was returning to the bedroom when Cade knocked on her open door.
It's open, Cynthia called.
She jerked the kitchen door open, not realizing he was close until she heard his voice behind her.
She pushed the door open and hurried to the sink.
It's wonderful on the open road once more!
The words weren't out of my mouth when we heard his door open and footsteps retreating down the hall.
It's going to take an open mind on everyone's part, believe me.
How I love the open country, away from city police and cameras at every intersection.
Howie visited a suburban home in Orange County, Indiana and pegged the date by an open newspaper.
We only managed four sessions; one to an uninhabited area, another in open farm land but one we thought was interesting.
He watched an overweight man open the trunk of his car and drag out a child-size bundle.
I don't know how you're doing what you do but I got a strong feeling if I keep an open mind, good things will happen.
I'm sure some trusting farm folk will leave a door unlocked or a window open for my pleasure, for my endless possibilities.
It should have arrived at Hugson's Siding at midnight, but it was already five o'clock and the gray dawn was breaking in the east when the little train slowly rumbled up to the open shed that served for the station-house.
Next minute there was a roar and a sharp crash, and at her side Dorothy saw the ground open in a wide crack and then come together again.
"They seem like open-work," remarked the boy, gazing intently.
In the open space between the clouds and the black, bubbling sea far beneath, could be seen an occasional strange bird winging its way swiftly through the air.
Looking out, they could see into some of the houses near them, where there were open windows in abundance, and were able to mark the forms of the wooden Gargoyles moving about in their dwellings.
Just ahead of them were the gates of Hugson's Ranch, and Uncle Hugson now came out and stood with uplifted arms and wide open mouth, staring in amazement.
He has seen me in my blindness, and is trying to open my eyes.
So he said, "Open the window!"
All eyes were turned to see why the king had said, "Open the window."
Before Mrs. Jacquot could open it, some one called out, "Is this the house of Jacquot, the charcoal man?"
Princip seized the opportunity and fired into the open car at a range of five feet, killing them both.
The Open Directory Project—where fifty thousand editors try to organize the web into a directory of sites for no reward at all—comes instantly to mind.
The open source movement and Creative Commons licensing are examples of people willing to share their intellectual labor to help others.
Please bear with me and keep your mind open for a minute longer.
They coin money in honest and accurate measures and allow this money to trade freely on open markets.
Instead, it is a large, open-air farm with a robot assigned to make each turnip be all that it can be.
UC Berkeley created an open-source grid-computing platform called Boinc.
Trials are expected to be open and public.
Fast-forward a couple of decades, and the Internet has done vastly more than O'Neill could have imagined to promote open information about government.
Augustine describes a day when he saw his mentor, Ambrose, looking intently at an open book.
Belle, our dog, my other companion, was old and lazy and liked to sleep by the open fire rather than to romp with me.
I had learned a new lesson--that nature "wages open war against her children, and under softest touch hides treacherous claws."
The small rooms were arranged on each side of a long open hall.
We also went nutting, and I helped them open the chestnut burrs and break the shells of hickory-nuts and walnuts--the big, sweet walnuts!
One of them is the precious science of patience, which teaches us that we should take our education as we would take a walk in the country, leisurely, our minds hospitably open to impressions of every sort.
Of course the sun did not shine, but we had great open wood fires in the rooms, which were all very sweet with roses and other flowers, which were sent to me from distant friends; and fruits of all kinds from California and other places.
At last, we know not what it is to live in the open air, and our lives are domestic in more senses than we think.
I was as much affected by the faint hum of a mosquito making its invisible and unimaginable tour through my apartment at earliest dawn, when I was sitting with door and windows open, as I could be by any trumpet that ever sang of fame.
We have had to agree on a certain set of rules, called etiquette and politeness, to make this frequent meeting tolerable and that we need not come to open war.
When I made most noise he would stretch out his neck, and erect his neck feathers, and open his eyes wide; but their lids soon fell again, and he began to nod.
As is always the case with a thoroughly attractive woman, her defect--the shortness of her upper lip and her half-open mouth--seemed to be her own special and peculiar form of beauty.
Pierre took an open cab intending to drive straight home.
Reaching the large house near the Horse Guards' barracks, in which Anatole lived, Pierre entered the lighted porch, ascended the stairs, and went in at the open door.
Some eight or nine young men were crowding anxiously round an open window.
Pierre again covered his eyes and thought he would never open them again.
Nicholas was short with curly hair and an open expression.
At this moment that terrible door burst noisily open and banged against the wall.
The large table covered with books and plans, the tall glass-fronted bookcases with keys in the locks, the high desk for writing while standing up, on which lay an open exercise book, and the lathe with tools laid ready to hand and shavings scattered around--all indicated continuous, varied, and orderly activity.
His fine eyes lit up with a thoughtful, kindly, and unaccustomed brightness, but he was looking not at his sister but over her head toward the darkness of the open doorway.
When he reached his sister's room his wife was already awake and her merry voice, hurrying one word after another, came through the open door.
Another, without looking round, as though fearing to relax, shouted with his mouth wide open and passed on.
The diplomatic career now lies open before you.
But in spite of this he continued to struggle desperately forward, and from between the backs of those in front he caught glimpses of an open space with a strip of red cloth spread out on it; but just then the crowd swayed back--the police in front were pushing back those who had pressed too close to the procession: the Emperor was passing from the palace to the Cathedral of the Assumption--and Petya unexpectedly received such a blow on his side and ribs and was squeezed so hard that suddenly everything grew dim before his eyes and he lost consciousness.
When Michael Ivanovich returned to the study with the letter, the old prince, with spectacles on and a shade over his eyes, was sitting at his open bureau with screened candles, holding a paper in his outstretched hand, and in a somewhat dramatic attitude was reading his manuscript-- his "Remarks" as he termed it--which was to be transmitted to the Emperor after his death.
That part of the line was not entrenched and in front of it the ground was more open and level than elsewhere.
He not merely did nothing of the kind, but on the contrary he used his power to select the most foolish and ruinous of all the courses open to him.
Several churches of different denominations are open, and divine service is performed in them unhindered.
Julia chose that moment to open the front door.