Read books that are true.
He lifted the paper and started to read again.
I read about it.
Does your Mom know you read her letter?
Don't you ever read the Bible?
Nearly four hundred years after his death, Shakespeare's works are read and studied around the globe.
I read the whole account online.
Do not read bad books, they will make you bad.
You're welcome to read anything in the house.
Pierre was always astonished at Prince Andrew's calm manner of treating everybody, his extraordinary memory, his extensive reading (he had read everything, knew everything, and had an opinion about everything), but above all at his capacity for work and study.
Mary was still out, so she sat down and read the pamphlet.
It read 6:23AM.
When left alone at last he opened and read his wife's letter.
One time she was crying so when she went to the bathroom, I read it.
He opened the envelope and read the note, his lips thinning down almost to nonexistence.
Betsy read a notice on the Internet a day later that the culprit was beaten and in serious condition, after allegedly resisting arrest.
Now, Brother Felix says I can read almost as well as he.
I read in my books every day.
Read about things that are beautiful and good.
The libraries that existed, such as the one at Alexandria, contained reading rooms because when you read a book, you read it aloud.
"Read, and you will know," said his mother.
Did you read any that looked promising?
Entering the drawing room, where the princesses spent most of their time, he greeted the ladies, two of whom were sitting at embroidery frames while a third read aloud.
For instance, if you think large corporation are greedy and evil, then when you read about how large corporations produce low-nutrition food or are putting family farms out of business, you will believe it.
Many of his poems are still read and loved by children as well as by grown up men and women.
We read about it in vivid detail, from around the year 900, in the writings of the Persian physician Muhammad ibn Zakariya al-Razi.
In the French course I read some of the works of Corneille, Moliere, Racine, Alfred de Musset and Sainte-Beuve, and in the German those of Goethe and Schiller.
Three of us sat around the table while Quinn continued to read in a corner rocker.
Then he began with the first word on the first page and read the first story aloud without making one mistake.
I managed, however, to read "Le Medecin Malgre Lui" again.
Mass communication means we no longer read a number like "a million dead"—we actually see them, see pictures of them.
Now I'll read it.
Carmen read to her from a book for a few minutes until she fell asleep and then turned the light off.
Once she had been unaware of his love, but now she had learned to read the signs.
Read on to see how that momentum has built over time, and continues to build.
Betsy read it aloud.
Was it because all the stupid clones out there who read this trash lack the brains to come close to finding her?
If we read of one man robbed, or murdered, or killed by accident, or one house burned, or one vessel wrecked, or one steamboat blown up, or one cow run over on the Western Railroad, or one mad dog killed, or one lot of grasshoppers in the winter--we never need read of another.
It read, 'Croft's Feed, Alder's Bridge, West Virginia!
The mother sat down in the shade of a tree and began to read in a new book which she had bought the day before.
I remember the surprise and the pain I felt as I noticed that they placed their hands over mine when I talked to them and that they read books with their fingers.
Many boys and indeed many girls have read his story.
I read the license plate.
He'd be able to read her mind and confirm she was indeed intent on destroying the gateway between the realms.
Did you get close enough to read the calendar?
Today you may stand up before the school and read what you have written about the turnip.
I'm sure he could read the frustration in my voice.
I had read many books before, but never from a critical point of view.
Read in order to become wise.
Princess Mary read it.
He had read only a few lines when he turned pale and his eyes opened wide with fear and joy.
In her spare time she read "The Lonely Hills."
Howie thanked her while I practically jumped over the counter to read over the distressed clerk's shoulder as his fingers plodded over the computer keys.
These birds were of enormous size, and reminded Zeb of the rocs he had read about in the Arabian Nights.
She winced as she stood, and glanced up into blue eyes that gave every indication he could read her mind.
I read Martha's note to us and brought Betsy up to date on my conversation with Julie.
Yes, mother, I will read and then I will know.
The last words were read out in the midst of complete silence.
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.
It was during my first visit to Boston that I really began to read in good earnest.
Teacher told me about kind gentleman I shall be glad to read pretty story I do read stories in my book about tigers and lions and sheep.
Read, and you will know, my child.
If my reasoning stopped there, you would probably start fishing around for the receipt for this book and read up on your bookseller's return policy.
Of course, if you wanted to print it out and read it, the stack of paper would be many miles high.
He had died by the time I read that passage in one of his books, so I couldn't write him, as is my normal practice when an author's words puzzle me.
Before the end of the first year I read "Wilhelm Tell" with the greatest delight.
I could not read her lips easily; so my progress was much slower than in German.
Later I read the book again in French, and I found that, in spite of the vivid word-pictures, and the wonderful mastery of language, I liked it no better.
I do like to read in my book. you do love me.
She read the words aloud and he snorted.
Mr. Gilman read all the papers to me by means of the manual alphabet.
From what I read between the lines, the stepfather has no use for Howie, so Howie's presence isn't giving him any comfort.
Perhaps you would like to read those funny verses.
Mr. Gilman sat beside me and read the paper through first, then sentence by sentence, while I repeated the words aloud, to make sure that I understood him perfectly.
In the finals, no one read my work over to me, and in the preliminaries I offered subjects with some of which I was in a measure familiar before my work in the Cambridge school; for at the beginning of the year I had passed examinations in English, History, French and German, which Mr. Gilman gave me from previous Harvard papers.
The college authorities did not allow Miss Sullivan to read the examination papers to me; so Mr. Eugene C. Vining, one of the instructors at the Perkins Institution for the Blind, was employed to copy the papers for me in American braille.
Indeed, I am not sure now that I read all the signs correctly.
It is impossible, I think, to read in one day four or five different books in different languages and treating of widely different subjects, and not lose sight of the very ends for which one reads.
I read my first connected story in May, 1887, when I was seven years old, and from that day to this I have devoured everything in the shape of a printed page that has come within the reach of my hungry finger tips.
I think that was all; but I read them over and over, until the words were so worn and pressed I could scarcely make them out.
The name of the story was "Little Lord Fauntleroy," and she promised to read it to me the following summer.
Before we began the story Miss Sullivan explained to me the things that she knew I should not understand, and as we read on she explained the unfamiliar words.
I read them in the intervals between study and play with an ever-deepening sense of pleasure.
And I am sure that I never read any memorable news in a newspaper.
It was not what he had read that vexed him, but the fact that the life out there in which he had now no part could perturb him.
He read, and read everything that came to hand.
I can read him like a book.
She rubbed her eyes and tilted her watch crystal around until the light reflected enough to read the dial.
After a solid hour of the child crying, I wondered if the mother read about the abandoned child, perhaps with a fleeting hint of sympathy.
Edward could spell nearly all the words in his primer, and he could read quite well.
"I will give it to the one who first learns to read in it" she answered.
From these relics I learned more about the progress of man than I have heard or read since.
I read the histories of Greece, Rome and the United States.
Mr. Irons also read with me Tennyson's "In Memoriam."
We read together, "As You Like It," Burke's "Speech on Conciliation with America," and Macaulay's "Life of Samuel Johnson."
And read I did, whether I understood one word in ten or two words on a page.
I read La Fontaine's "Fables" first in an English translation, and enjoyed them only after a half-hearted fashion.
I was familiar with the story of Troy before I read it in the original, and consequently I had little difficulty in making the Greek words surrender their treasures after I had passed the borderland of grammar.
I read it as much as possible without the help of notes or dictionary, and I always like to translate the episodes that please me especially.
I and teacher did go to church sunday mr. lane did read in book and talk Lady did play organ.
I can read stories in my book.
When I came home teacher read to me "The School-boy," for it is not in our print.
It read, "Don't call me for any reason for ten days."
I hoped he could read the tone of my voice.
These poems were read and admired by many people.
As I have said, I did not study regularly during the early years of my education; nor did I read according to rule.
During the next two years I read many books at my home and on my visits to Boston.
I did read in my book about fox and box. fox can sit in the box.
She blinked and read it again, counting the zeros to assure that she had read it properly.
She started to toss the letter aside, and then something made her read on.
Do you read what I write?
When the crowd collected round him he seemed confused, but at the demand of the tall lad who had pushed his way up to him, he began in a rather tremulous voice to read the sheet from the beginning.
It must be written down so that people in other places and in other times may hear it read and sung.
I called him Black Beauty, as I had just read the book, and he resembled his namesake in every way, from his glossy black coat to the white star on his forehead.
She read the names of everything, until she found the eggs.
She read the sign.
I read the paper!
Haven't you read your own report?
He was looking her direction, impossible to read.
By some means, however, he learned to read; and after that he loved nothing so much as a good book.
I began to read the Bible long before I could understand it.
Still there is much in the Bible against which every instinct of my being rebels, so much that I regret the necessity which has compelled me to read it through from beginning to end.
But, with all my love for Shakespeare, it is often weary work to read all the meanings into his lines which critics and commentators have given them.
Of all the French writers that I have read, I like Moliere and Racine best.
Of course the little ones cannot spell on their fingers; but I manage to read their lips.
I had often read the story, but I had never felt the charm of Rip's slow, quaint, kind ways as I did in the play.
Since Bishop Brooks died I have read the Bible through; also some philosophical works on religion, among them Swedenborg's "Heaven and Hell" and Drummond's "Ascent of Man," and I have found no creed or system more soul-satisfying than Bishop Brooks's creed of love.
He had a book of his poems in raised print from which I read "In School Days."
Then I asked many questions about the poem, and read his answers by placing my fingers on his lips.
One does not need to read "A Boy I Knew" to understand him--the most generous, sweet-natured boy I ever knew, a good friend in all sorts of weather, who traces the footprints of love in the life of dogs as well as in that of his fellowmen.
I read from Mark Twain's lips one or two of his good stories.
I do read stories in my book about lions and tigers and bears.
I read pretty stories in the book you sent me, about Charles and his boat, and Arthur and his dream, and Rosa and the sheep.
Yesterday I read "In School Days" and "My Playmate," and I enjoyed them greatly.
I have already read Sara Crewe.
I have read that the English and Americans are cousins; but I am sure it would be much truer to say that we are brothers and sisters.
My friends have told me about your great and magnificent city, and I have read a great deal that wise Englishmen have written.
I have begun to read "Enoch Arden," and I know several of the great poet's poems by heart.
But when I read "Spring Has Come," lo!
I used to think, when I read in my books about your great city, that when I visited it the people would be strangers to me, but now I feel differently.
The reports which you have read in the paper about me are not true at all.
I did not like to trouble them while I was trying to get money for poor little Tommy, for of course it was more important that he should be educated than that my people should have books to read. 4.
I have lately read "Wilhelm Tell" by Schiller, and "The Lost Vestal."...
Teacher has read me his lively stories about his boyhood, and I enjoyed them greatly.
Have you read the beautiful poem, "Waiting"?
I read her lips almost exclusively, (she does not know the manual alphabet) and we get on quite well.
I have read "Le Medecin Malgre Lui," a very good French comedy by Moliere, with pleasure; and they say I speak French pretty well now, and German also.
Of course you have read about the "Gordon Memorial College," which the English people are to erect at Khartoum.
No one can have read Miss Keller's autobiography without feeling that she writes unusually fine English.
The reason why she read to her pupil so many good books is due, in some measure, to the fact that she had so recently recovered her eyesight.
After the first year or so of elementary work she met her pupil on equal terms, and they read and enjoyed good books together.
I inquired of her where she had read this; she did not remember having read it, did not seem to know that she had learned it.
In a letter to a friend at the Perkins Institution, dated May 17, 1889, she gives a reproduction from one of Hans Christian Andersen's stories, which I had read to her not long before.
The original story was read to her from a copy of "Andersen's Stories," published by Leavitt & Allen Bros., and may be found on p. 97 of Part I. in that volume.
Weyrother, with the gesture of a man too busy to lose a moment, glanced at Kutuzov and, having convinced himself that he was asleep, took up a paper and in a loud, monotonous voice began to read out the dispositions for the impending battle, under a heading which he also read out:
He may have spent time there or read about the place; we only had his word to the contrary.
I'll tell you what's going on; he read about this place in a book, maybe a long time ago, and now he's dreaming about it.
Ma won't even talk about it but I read some old newspapers.
I read in the paper today they recovered another child and arrested the stupid abductor.
I read about the guy.
Would you like to read his speech?
Then, on Friday those who have done the best may stand up and read their compositions to the school.
He then went into the house, and waited while the teacher read it.
As soon as it was read to the school, he rubbed it off the slate, and it was forgotten.
In 1958, an American economist named Leonard Read wrote an essay called "I, Pencil," written from the pencil's point of view, about how no one on the planet knows how to make a pencil.
Some one asked me if I had read it in a book.
It is certain that I cannot always distinguish my own thoughts from those I read, because what I read becomes the very substance and texture of my mind.
I was just beginning to read Caesar's "Gallic War" when I went to my home in Alabama.
I did read about cow and calf.
"Oh my gosh!" she said, looking back at the photo to read the statistics.
She watched anxiously as he read her temperature.
He swung the car off the road and under an arch that read "Ambrosia Acres."
Lisa started for her room to get a book to read and paused in the hallway to look at a photograph again.
Lisa retrieved the book from her room and decided to go read out on the patio.
Jackson read the shocked look on my face.
Then I read about this other murder, maybe after I was in a year or so.
In study hours she had to look up new words for me and read and reread notes and books I did not have in raised print.
Of the time when I began to read connected stories I shall speak later.
He picked up the newspaper she had set out for him and started to read.
He was sitting in his chair, everything from the top of his head to his thighs covered with the newspaper he was holding out to read.
You were a lot harder to read.
Perhaps your mind remembered something you read?
There was a barber shop and I could see a calendar on the wall but I couldn't quite read it.
He, of our group, was the most difficult to read.
Incidentally, he supposedly came on the radar as a result of a tip from this man or woman everyone's read about; the so-called psychic tipster person.
Just wait, Sofi's text read.
She'd always been grateful to him for accepting her and her gift, but he'd always refused to tell her what exactly he was and how he seemed to be able to read her mind sometimes.
Her father was hard to read and often unapproachable, but he cared for her in his own special way.
His intent gaze was steady, and she wondered if he could read her mind like her father did.
"Damian," she read out loud.
Damian can read minds.
Darian can read minds.
The kid was hard to read, and she guessed his anger had more to do with his struggle to understand his new role than the vamps who clearly had no respect for him.
Jenn left without saying anything, once again unable to get a read on the kid.
I couldn't read him; my powers were gone as of that morning.
She read the list until panic stirred in her breast.
He was pretending to read a book, though she suspected he'd been emplaced as her bodyguard.
"You really can read minds," she whispered, stricken.
He could read minds.
I read a couple of books today.
She sneaked a look at his face, surprised to see the warm smile there as he read through her notes.
The girl or the ability to read minds?
She read, paced, and finally just lay down to stare at the ceiling until morning came.
She had checked off three of the seven exercises she'd learned from the books she read.
Did you ever read hers?
Even with all his powers, his armies, his ability to read minds, he didn't know how to make things right with her.
The clock read 2:38.
He was concentrating on turning pages and recording things she was unable to read.
He always knew how to read her.
She recalled the other thing she hated about interacting with him: he always knew how to read her deepest fears.
From the moment he first offered her the deal that landed her in Hell, he read her.
Darkyn can read either to find out who grabbed her.
"You read my mind a lot," she said.
She willed her hair shorter and blonde once again, knowing he'd already read her mind and seen the reason why she changed her hair.
You can read everything about me.
She searched his hard face, unable to read him.
It's way too easy for you to read me, she complained.
Martha seems to have a pretty good read on Patsy and she's always been candid talking about her.
She read it with Dean nosed over her shoulder.
Dean sat in the corner, trying to read up on Colorado law as it pertained to the duties of sheriff, but was drawn by politeness and the darkened room to view the exhibit.
By the time Dean finished listing the information, Fred was gone and Cynthia was off to read in their quarters.
Cynthia read his mind.
I read all the weekly newspapers and there was no mention of any foul play, but this little ad caught my attention.
He adjusted his glasses and read.
If you were a novel, I wouldn't read you beyond the first page.
Did you read this somewhere or do you just have a vivid imagination?
She stepped far enough from the light that he could read the look of panic on her face.
I've read all about that business.
Claudia read from a card.
Can we read their mail?
He handed it to Harold who read it and passed it on to the others.
Want my read on it?
While Dean hadn't read the tome, Cynthia had utilized it faithfully in her recent perpetration of meals.
Fred peered over his shoulder as he read it.
Dean read the paper as he sat in his Jeep—I'll be at Bird Song in an hour.
I'm right by where Billy Langstrom went over the side and I can read you loud and clear.
Jennifer read his mind.
It was reminiscent of some thriller he'd read.
It read, I want my kid Martha Boyd to live of the deans at Bird Song in Colorado.
Dean leaned over his stepfather's shoulder to read the terse response.
The immortal mating script clearly read, Gabriel.
The overload of emotions, the inability to read Gabriel's mind to find out what he thought, so she knew what to say or do.
He lifted a small soul-tracking device off the table, a round compass whose edges were lined with symbols from a dead language too old for him to read.
Unlike me, they can read it to find who they want.
He didn't need to read her mind to know she was lying.
He almost felt relief, knowing he couldn't ever be tempted to read her mind again.
The keeper of ancient Immortal histories, Tamer was able to read scripts from the time-before-time.
Andre read her mind.
She hated not being able to read his mind and see his thoughts, the way she had for the thousands of years they served the underworld together.
She willed her mind not to betray her, aware he could read her too easily now that she was human.
She never realized how easily he read those around him until he was throwing her thoughts into her face.
I can't read her mind or find all the deals in the Oracle.
He couldn't read all the emotions crossing her face.
I think I read someplace that most kidnapped children are taken by a parent.
Sometimes she brought a book and read to him, but most of the time she talked about the children, relatives and the animals.
Scooting the chair closer to him, she began to read.
I read that when people wake up from a coma, it's always gradual.
Of course, she had never been able to read the expressions on his face.
When he handed her the tablet, she read the shaky handwriting.
She read it eagerly.
Opening his morning comment, she read.
I read about the specialist in Houston.
Interested, he read the message addressed to him.
He couldn't read them.
His response made her think she wasn't far off in thinking he'd at least read her mind.
One, can you read the symbols?
Did you read the file?
He read the tattoo visible through the tank top's straps.
Taking one arm gently, he turned her back to him and pushed her hair away to read the tattoo.
As tempted as he was to read her mind, he didn't.
He was always able to read her, probably because he was the first to tell her she was dying.
If she didn't know better, she would've read more into his words.
As she walked up the stairs, she realized that Wynn read her the same way Gabriel had the night they met.
He was cool, distant, impossible to read.
"Read!" the little girl demanded.
"What Humans Eat," she read the title.
"Yes, humans eat many vegetables, like lettuce, broccoli and carrots," she read and turned the page.
Could they read minds?
"Can you read my mind?" she asked.
You read my mind already.
A notebook lay on the table next to a few scrolls, an ancient manuscript and another block of stone with carvings too faint for Gabe to read.
The records I alone can read with my magic are in this hallway, which is a pain in the ass when it comes to searching for things.
Darkyn was old enough to read the compass.
Her reaction – and what he'd read in her mind – left him unable to deny an uneasy truth.
I read, control, manipulate and anything else I need to do to the mind, I can, Andre started.
Her longtime friend was impossible to read, as usual, and she saw the similarity in features between him and Andre.
Though of the two of us, I'm the one who can't read minds, so it makes sense I'm clueless.
I've only read your mind once.
"That's what it feels like when I read your mind," he said.
From what he'd read in her mind, it was both.
Katie Young looked at the speedometer, which read thirty-seven when the blue lights flared up behind her, jarring her out of the pre-coffee morning stupor.
Katie grabbed her purse and walked quickly down a pristine hall to a placard that read Officer David.
There were biographical forms and consent forms she hadn't really read, all signed in a loopy, angry signature, and a copy of Toby's birth certificate.
Somewhat relieved, she read his biography, impressed by his clientele, who ranged from heads of countries around the world to the richest families on the planet.
She couldn't read his face.
She was normally good at covering emotions she didn't want to display, but he read them all and threw them back in her face.
"I need to get some clothes," she said, turning to where the woman read her paper.
Rhyn snatched it and read it before tearing off the strip at the bottom with the hotel's address.
She took it and read the single sentence.
The oriental man held a PDA and was frowning as he read through notes while the others waited for him to speak.
It read Fendril, apparently the name of Molly's mate.
"I gave you books to read," the death dealer said, bemused.
I read your mind.
You can read my mind.
Now you.ll tell me you know how I feel because you read my mind.
"What else have you read?" she asked cautiously.
Darkyn.s features were too shuttered to read, and Kris didn.t wait for him to second-guess anything.
Her breath caught as she considered more Immortals than Rhyn might be able to read her mind.
You made it clear you read my mind.
He couldn.t read the look on her face.
Can.t read his mind with that on.
The emotions were almost imperceptible, and it had taken her a long time of studying him to read him.
Piercing eyes leveled on her, but she could read nothing in them, especially not what he thought of her.
She searched his face, unable to read him or his response.
She couldn't read the writing, but she knew the numbers well enough to find the grids.
Neither. It must be some movie I saw on TV or a book I read a long time ago.
The only thing you watch on TV is football and the last 'book' you read was a bicycle magazine.
I even read the letters.
He just smiled at Cynthia, who could read his mind.
I read somewhere they swipe cars and ship 'em down to South America where the druggies buy 'em. Maybe that's it.
Dean asked, "What was your read on the guy?"
As she read, her sister Effie mouthed the words of the note from memory.
"It still just looks like jumble of letters and numbers," Dean said as he read the first portion.
Before we can read what she wrote, we can only guess the reason for it.
She claims they read everything from 1898 forward.
"Sounds like Miss Worthington is a quick read on the old bitch if you ask me," Dean said.
Just give me a few minutes to finish this page and I'll read it to you.
Dean read the words Cynthia had carefully transcribed: The night has passed at last though it will be many more hours before the sun shows its golden face to give light to this mid-winter morning.
Mrs. Rinaldi questions me and tries to read these lines, but all for naught.
Before letting him read the translations, the Deans filled him in on their activities, including their forest meeting with Jerome Shipton.
The old man read them eagerly.
He read the note and was so overcome with grief he covered up what she did, falsely reported her death and gave her a decent burial.
When you read the old newspapers and see the ads, you realize how self-contained Ouray was back then.
Then she added, "You will let me read the rest of the notebook when you've figured it out, won't you?"
She and her husband related their conversation with Effie to Fred, how she had read the notebook, her comments regarding the gold coins, and their new, more respectful evaluation of Miss Effie Quincy.
"Don't encourage him," Dean said as he read the comics.
I read Rachael's letter again but her words tell nothing of interest.
It seems strange to read these words of some of the men whose drawers have hung on my bedpost!
Fred read the latest transcribed pages of Annie Quincy's journal while the Deans cleaned up the dining room.
You can't read about prostitution in Ouray without coming across the name Vanoli.
Do you have any more of the journal I might read?
Effie sat at the table, smiling first at Fred O'Connor, then at the others, before beginning to read the pages.
It was not a reaction the Deans expected when Effie read the sordid confirmation her great aunt was a prostitute and carrying on an adulterous affair.
Cynthia sat up in bed as she read the brief passage, an uncommon glass of amber liquid in her hand Donnie deciphered it.
A true introduction to Colorado mountain winters, the ones you read about in the books and think are the exaggeration of some faulty memory.
He turned to Dean, ready to read his expression.
My read is Shipton didn't exactly make friends at Bird Song.
The conversation droned on for twenty minutes but Dean was never read his rights nor, surprisingly, was the interview recorded.
I read a story once where this here woman pretended to be crazy, eating bugs and stuff like that....
By my read, all the police are doing is making a case against David Dean.
I read a passage in a novel last evening as I sat by the fire, trying to wile away these idle hours.
I read Claire Quincy's notes on her great aunt Annie.
Dean read before going to bed, earlier than usual.
Weller read it aloud.
My read is he just wanted to cause you some grief after you tried to beat his brains out.
So she—" Gladys read from her notes, "...stepped up on the velvet chair, tightens the silken cord about her neck, and closed her eyes...."
Isn't that the way you read it?
Maybe she read the pages and destroyed them, or someone else took them after Edith had seen them.
In Dean's mind, her attitude and actions eliminated any thought that she might have read or learned of Annie's final hours earlier.
I've read up on some of the stuff those fellas can do.
I read an English caper about that happening one time.
When he read about Annie Quincy's death, that must have seemed too perfect for him to pass up.
A frown rolled over Frederick's face as he read, then he slowly folded it.
Skippy must have read her the riot act.
Elisabeth read his face and smiled.
Elisabeth held the first page in her hand and printed across the top read, 'God's Promise Unfolding'.
I feel like I have read something about this.
Something she had only read about.
All systems read normal.
They went crazy when I read them the serial.
He read the numbers aloud again.
She set one keypad on her micro, waiting for it to read the serial.
Her head hurt too much to read, and she lowered the bag.
Prepare, read the earliest one, sent the night he called to warn her.
Peace CC is safest, read another.
Lana read through one detailing the intent to attack using a secret weapon.
She looked at her micro and read another of General Greene's messages.
Everything—the net call that brought her to the Peak, the encrypted messages she'd read, Brady's protection—had fallen into place.
She'd read many reports of damage and was struck by how easy it had been to dismiss the humanity of the war they were in.
Even knowing their relationship, he was hard to read.
There's a TV in the family room or books you can read.
Sackler crossed the room to the trashcan, retrieved the prior day's edition of the Parkside Sentinel and read aloud.
Not even the commuters who lied to themselves and everyone else by saying the hour and a half at each end of the day was a pleasurable time to relax and read the paper.
She seemed to read his mind and smiled.
"I was hoping we'd get that caper soon as I read it in the paper," Fred said as he reached for a pad and pencil to take notes.
If you read some of these here mystery books, you'd pick up lots of pointers for that job of yours.
Fred had spotted the World Wide files and had begun to read them, as Dean suspected he would.
He felt little concern, however; let the old man read about a real mystery instead of his fictional sleuth stories.
I read about it in the paper.
I didn't think any of the Wassermanns could read, much less work for a newspaper.
I even read the list to Mrs. Byrne over the phone.
I've read about it lots of times.
You read the newspaper—not the New York Times—you read the Parkside Sentinel.
We're not looking for stuff we can read in the phone book or the newspaper.
I read about him!
Fred, you ought to write your mystery books, not just read them.
Byrne could read his own copy for at least another month.
What's your read on why Nota busted into my place?
My read is you've got feelings for Cynthia Byrne, but not being up-front with her is like walking a tight rope on a windy day.
Dean looked over his shoulder, expecting to see a local postmark but read, written in block letters, Rollins, Kansas.
Mom let me read your report.
I ripped the envelope when I tore it open but I could read Burlington.
Did you read the Philadelphia newspaper this morning?
He reached down and read the notice.
The message was signed by Arthur Atherton but it read as if written by a ten-year-old.
You read my report.
Fred snapped off the tape, read the note and looked up at his stepson with a sober gaze.
His digital speedometer read 54 miles an hour, faster than he had ever ridden in his life, and his eyes watered from the rush of cold air.
Dean could read the bitterness in his voice.
Every emotion lay there waiting to be read.
"OK," Joan said, shifting in her chair as she read the tablet.
In the light it was no easier to read his expression.
It was hard to read his expression in the waning light.
She glanced around to see if anyone was looking and then read the rest of the sentence.
Alex came out of his office, glanced at her and then retired to his recliner to read the newspaper.
Finally, when he sat down to read the paper, he revealed what had been on his mind all evening.
Sometimes she was afraid he could read her mind.
They retired to the living room and he read a book while she knitted until bedtime.
The last vamp whose mind I read was convinced it was a treasure hunt.
She sits with me when I read.
She couldn't read his thoughts, but she saw the shadows in his eyes.
They studied each other, trying to read one another.
"Midu, Tanna," she read the names of her parents out loud.
She hesitated then took it, trying not to act too eager to read its secrets.
Jenn flipped to the string and read the short entry.
"Read it aloud," Jonny ordered, leaning forward.
Now, read my entry from the day I met Xander, four weeks ago today.
"He promised to take me to the immortal records when he finds the door to the immortal realm, the ones that will tell me about the Grey God," she read.
"You think I missed that thought when I read your mind?" he demanded, stalking to her.
Claire searched his face, trying to read him.
He began to read, stumbling over the words after years without reading his native tongue.
Can you read these symbols?
You must read it.
He studied the pictures and began puzzling through the words, determined to discover why a woman who could not read books chose to keep this one in her chamber.
He didn't have time to read, yet he felt drawn to it the same way he was drawn to her.
Even if I did, she could never read it.
The more he read, the harder it was to stop.
Knocking jarred him as he read, and he hid the book beneath a pillow before allowing Hilden's chosen messenger to enter.
Did you read it?
"The barbarian can read," he assessed.
"You read it," Taran said.
You read her father's words: her fate was decided before her birth.
I forbade her from learning to read, so she never learned of the demon.
She picked up a book to read to them and rested her back against the wall.
Matthew whined a little, but finally settled down, lulled by the sound of her voice as she read.
Carmen and Jonathan folded clothes while they listened to him read.
Sinking to the window seat, she watched him read the paper.
He used to be able to read her every thought, but lately he seemed to do more misreading than anything else.
She gazed up at him, trying to read his expression.
From what she had read and gleaned from conversations with mothers of teen boys, Jonathan was typical for his age.
I read that there aren't any mountain lions in Arkansas.
It seems I read that somewhere too.
Gerald was hard to read.
He frowned as he read the headstones.
After supper the twins and Destiny crawled into his lap and listened quietly as he read them a story.
Alex looked down at her, but it was difficult to read his expression in the dim light.
For a moment he stared at her, his expression difficult to read, but obviously he was upset.
She picked the book up and read the title.
I guess I'll read this for a little while before I go to bed.
They read for about an hour before Carmen decided to turn in.
Would it be read in Spanish or English?
Muldrow's neck turned read and his eyes bugged out.
She stared boldly at him as he read from the book in his lap.
For the rest of the trip she read her book or gazed out the window.
The doors and windows securely closed and locked, she settled down on the bedroll to read a book.
You didn't come out here to read.
She lifted the hair off the back of her neck and read on, but the sticky heat was too distracting.
The thermometer nailed to the porch read eighty-five degrees.
Didn't you read that book on Arkansas wildlife?
Would he read it... or toss it in the trash?
She leaned back to read his expression and his hand gently braced her back.
He didn't need to read Jonny's mind to know the young Black God was reliving something.
Her eyes flickered to Jessi, who couldn't quite read the expression on her face.
She read the paper again, struggling to digest that she just saw someone disappear.
Anyone who read an article about him knew his reputation as the king of one-night stands.
Read the seven rules CAREFULLY!!!!!!!!!
She found herself counting how many exclamation points Ingrid used before she read through the rules.
Don't drink the wine and don't let the cat in X's room, Jessi read aloud.
She sat down to read, growing more puzzled as she did.
She pushed one book in then tugged out another to read until it was time to feed the cat.
It's not like you can read my mind or anything.
Can you read mine?
Now you think I can read minds, she said, shaking her head.
Because I can't read your mind.
Except, for the first time in his existence, Xander wasn't able to read the mind of the only person who knew why.
He wasn't able to read her mind, but she didn't look like someone there to betray him.
As in, I can't read her mind.
If he bit her, would he be able to read her mind finally?
Too aware of his scrutiny, she cleared her throat and pretended to read the iPad.
Read the tabloids next time you go to the store.
From what I read, the cooking show was an accident.
Even them, he was able to read, if he was willing to expend the effort needed to do so.
She read until she started to doze.
Unable to read her mind, he almost understood what might be more than one night of fun about the woman.
She sucked in a sharp breath, wondering if Jule really was able to read her mind after telling her he couldn't.
"I can't read your mind," he said.
You're the only one I've ever met whose mind I couldn't read.
If I'm the first person whose mind you can't read, doesn't it scare you that you can't tell what I'm thinking?
The idea he was able to read minds was bizarre; the idea he couldn't read her mind was so satisfying, she was proud of herself.
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