Anyway, what's so terrible about a woman wearing pants?
Belfair watched, a sneering smile painted on her beautiful face, revenge was hers, as Jership the Terrible crashed in a bloody heap on the rocks below.
Then suddenly a terrible shriek--it could not be hers, she could not scream like that--came from the bedroom.
By the expression of her father's face, not sad, not crushed, but angry and working unnaturally, she saw that hanging over her and about to crush her was some terrible misfortune, the worst in life, one she had not yet experienced, irreparable and incomprehensible- -the death of one she loved.
I feel terrible asking you this, but it keeps nagging at me.
What could happen so terrible to cause you to do something you felt so strongly against?
After thinking a little while, she added, 'I think Shakespeare made it very terrible so that people would see how fearful it is to do wrong.'
They were expecting Marya Dmitrievna Akhrosimova, known in society as le terrible dragon, a lady distinguished not for wealth or rank, but for common sense and frank plainness of speech.
There was another terrible crash and something huge collapsed.
And my affairs are in such a bad way that my position is now a terrible one, continued Anna Mikhaylovna, sadly, dropping her voice.
Let us not seek to penetrate what mysteries they contain; for how can we, miserable sinners that we are, know the terrible and holy secrets of Providence while we remain in this flesh which forms an impenetrable veil between us and the Eternal?
Your skills as an Oracle were terrible, but he would've mated with you anyway, he corrected her.
But at least he's arranging for her to give up the terrible life she's been leading.
What was so terrible that he couldn't come out with it in his usual candid manner?
One soldier, in his fear, uttered the senseless cry, "Cut off!" that is so terrible in battle, and that word infected the whole crowd with a feeling of panic.
I feel terrible I slipped up and they traced the phone call but it's not the end of the world.
She had been told of a terrible storm at sea, in which several lives were lost, and she asked, "Why did not God save the people if He can do all things?"
The vicomte who was meeting him for the first time saw clearly that this young Jacobin was not so terrible as his words suggested.
Owing to the terrible uproar and the necessity for concentration and activity, Tushin did not experience the slightest unpleasant sense of fear, and the thought that he might be killed or badly wounded never occurred to him.
Is he very terrible, Denisov?
Now I have spoken that terrible word to myself all has become clear.
You've only been strangled nearly to death and gone through a terrible scare.
It's been a terrible couple of weeks.
God, it was a terrible night.
You're a terrible patient, you know that?
"Alex looks terrible," Katie persisted.
There was something she was supposed to remember — something so terrible that she couldn't bring herself to think of it.
It seemed as if it were some living thing rushing on to some terrible fate.
I found her in a terrible passion.
Oh, what a terrible state he is in!
Dear and precious Friend, How terrible and frightful a thing is separation!
But his thoughts--the simplest, clearest, and therefore most terrible thoughts--would give him no peace.
And the birches with their light and shade, the curly clouds, the smoke of the campfires, and all that was around him changed and seemed terrible and menacing.
We ought to accept this terrible necessity sternly and seriously.
The Frenchman was about to say something, when just above their heads, terrible and low, a cannon ball whistled, and it seemed to Pierre that the French officer's head had been torn off, so swiftly had he ducked it.
Even the enemy was the same as at Austerlitz and Friedland--yet the terrible stroke of his arm had supernaturally become impotent.
Yes, it was like a dream in which a man fancies that a ruffian is coming to attack him, and raises his arm to strike that ruffian a terrible blow which he knows should annihilate him, but then feels that his arm drops powerless and limp like a rag, and the horror of unavoidable destruction seizes him in his helplessness.
The cannon balls flew just as swiftly and cruelly from both sides, crushing human bodies, and that terrible work which was not done by the will of a man but at the will of Him who governs men and worlds continued.
One terrible question absorbed him and to that question he heard no reply from anyone.
When, when was this terrible affair decided?
To give that terrible order seemed to him equivalent to resigning the command of the army.
When he had dismissed the generals Kutuzov sat a long time with his elbows on the table, thinking always of the same terrible question: When, when did the abandonment of Moscow become inevitable?