Was he confused – alone and fighting a desire he detested?
Is that what you and Dulce were fighting about?
Fighting a band of renegade Indians isn't half as hard as lassoing this little filly.
How would you feel if I was fighting with my brother and wouldn't tell you what we were fighting about?
I'm hoping that's Jerry, and I don't want him to hear you two fighting in the background.
She hated his rules, but she wasn't fighting him.
He lowered himself into a fighting stance.
As if fighting were fun.
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Fighting with each other wasn't going to do anything but play into the hands of those instigating the trouble.
You're still fighting it.
Is that the mine those Dawkins boys were fighting over the other night?
Though all seven were constantly fighting, Kris and Rhyn were always at each other's throats.
We will discuss the molecular machines called nanites—tiny, molecular-sized robots that will swim around in your body fighting disease, repairing damage, and alerting you to problems (and will likely dramatically increase the human lifespan).
They were quarreling and fighting desperately, each trying to snatch from the other a boot they were both holding on to.
Ten men, battalions, or divisions, fighting fifteen men, battalions, or divisions, conquer--that is, kill or take captive--all the others, while themselves losing four, so that on the one side four and on the other fifteen were lost.
If you're not fighting, why don't you go see her?
Or you wouldn't still be fighting for her.
She already sensed she was fighting a losing battle.
She'd spent five days with him, silently fighting him, only to realize there was nowhere else to go.
Gabriel doubted Darkyn was after the Immortal because he was fighting demons.
You've been fighting me since you took over.
If we could only get to fighting soon.
The general and colonel looked sternly and significantly at one another like two fighting cocks preparing for battle, each vainly trying to detect signs of cowardice in the other.
And the two friends told each other of their doings, the one of his hussar revels and life in the fighting line, the other of the pleasures and advantages of service under members of the Imperial family.
In spite of Prince Andrew's disagreeable, ironical tone, in spite of the contempt with which Rostov, from his fighting army point of view, regarded all these little adjutants on the staff of whom the newcomer was evidently one, Rostov felt confused, blushed, and became silent.
And his fancy pictured the battle, its loss, the concentration of fighting at one point, and the hesitation of all the commanders.
In front he saw our artillerymen, some of whom were fighting, while others, having abandoned their guns, were running toward him.
"How quiet, peaceful, and solemn; not at all as I ran," thought Prince Andrew--"not as we ran, shouting and fighting, not at all as the gunner and the Frenchman with frightened and angry faces struggled for the mop: how differently do those clouds glide across that lofty infinite sky!
In his person, honor was shown to a simple fighting Russian soldier without connections and intrigues, and to one who was associated by memories of the Italian campaign with the name of Suvorov.
And then to call him out, reckoning on Fedya not fighting because he owed him money!
We are not fighting pour le Roi de Prusse, but for right principles.
Our troops fought, and are fighting, as never before.
The marshals and generals, who were nearer to the field of battle but, like Napoleon, did not take part in the actual fighting and only occasionally went within musket range, made their own arrangements without asking Napoleon and issued orders where and in what direction to fire and where cavalry should gallop and infantry should run.
Above all, they were gay because there was a war near Moscow, there would be fighting at the town gates, arms were being given out, everybody was escaping--going away somewhere, and in general something extraordinary was happening, and that is always exciting, especially to the young.
In another corner two old bees are languidly fighting, or cleaning themselves, or feeding one another, without themselves knowing whether they do it with friendly or hostile intent.
In the midst of the song cries were heard, and fighting and blows in the passage and porch.
For a long time, oaths, angry shouts, and fighting could be heard from all sides.
That unknown quantity is the spirit of the army, that is to say, the greater or lesser readiness to fight and face danger felt by all the men composing an army, quite independently of whether they are, or are not, fighting under the command of a genius, in two--or three-line formation, with cudgels or with rifles that repeat thirty times a minute.
Kutuzov merely shrugged his shoulders when one after another they presented projects of maneuvers to be made with those soldiers-- ill-shod, insufficiently clad, and half starved--who within a month and without fighting a battle had dwindled to half their number, and who at the best if the flight continued would have to go a greater distance than they had already traversed, before they reached the frontier.
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If they hadn't been fighting, he might have been there when she started hemorrhaging.
You'll stop fighting when the breath is gone from your body!
I can't picture him fighting or picking on anyone, but if I closely consider the signs, I can see his tendency to take advantage of others, if only in a self-serving way.
"You have about sixty seconds before we're both fighting for our lives," she warned.
"You probably shouldn't be fighting anyone until you're better," she said.
"Just fighting for a higher cause," Jule said with a smile.
Amplified by magic, Yully's fighting skill was inhuman.
There are … creatures older than me in the universe, and they were fighting a turf war over who ruled what part of the universe.
He wanted her to see what he saw, the good his Guardians did for humanity, the courageous, selfless hearts of his men, the difference they made in fighting evil.
It was a war his family had been fighting for millennia, one that wouldn't end even with his death.
She was fighting a fever, one that made it hard for her to focus.
Deidre stopped fighting her body's cry for sleep and fell into a deep, dark slumber.
"No fighting," Deidre said.
It's stupid even fighting about any of the land before we make sure that gold-digging bitch doesn't screw us and get her hands on all of it!
The Dawkinses aren't fighting over this place because of its accessibility.
I gave them a few dollars for the land they've been fighting over.
Damn. Two women fighting over me.
"I love my breakfast fighting," the demon before her whispered a moment before his fangs sank into her neck.
"No fighting," Deidre said softly.
Giving him up without a fight wasn't something she intended to do, but fighting like this was marital suicide.
As his car pulled away from the hospital, she looked up at the floor where Alex lay fighting for his life.
Short of fighting him off as she would an attacker, there was nothing she could do but submit.
We're missing souls and fighting off demons to get to the dead.
"Of course," Deidre said, fighting tears.
I spent too long fighting to live on my terms to give in, even to you.
Whether I have three months or an eternity, I'm not going to stop fighting to live on my terms.
During daylight, when he wasn't fighting the desire to make love to her that grew with the disappearance of the sun.
No fighting you, she said in a hushed voice.
No fighting, she recited anxiously.
She was tired of fighting, tired of his attitude, tired of everything.
You aren't surviving day-to-day anymore as you have your whole life, and for the first time, you're fighting for something other than you.
He'd never had anything worth fighting for until now.
The sound of fighting erupted behind her, and she stopped before the trail curved out of sight to see Rhyn standing over his first victim, a demon in a jaguar form.
She heard the sounds of fighting, grunts, growls, and gnashing of teeth.
The only two people she cared about in this godforsaken world were both fighting for their lives.
"If you betray me, Sasha will seem like an angel," Rhyn said, straightening out of his fighting stance.
He was off fighting some demon that attacked me.
Iliana was a relatively young Immortal who had been at his side for only a few decades, having caught his attention with her fighting skill and fierce loyalty.
King Richard rode hither and thither, cheering his men and fighting his foes.
There was much fighting; and several great battles took place between the British and the Americans.
They thought more of hunting and fighting than of learning.
The merchants were not fighting men.
In many parts of the world, we have even outlawed the use of animals fighting as entertainment, such as cockfighting and dogfighting.
War is the ultimate barbarism, the primitive belief that fighting determines who is right—but of course it doesn't.
I do believe some ideals are worth fighting for and, by logical extension, worth killing for—but not many.
Nearly two terms of fighting the Cold War led him to conclude, as he put it, War in our time has become an anachronism.
This is not me fighting against the tide of history but being swept along with it.
In fact, virtually everyone should have wondered why he was fighting soldiers from places he couldn't find on a map.
We heard of the cruel, unnecessary fighting in the far-away Pacific, and learned of the struggles going on between capital and labour.
"That," he said, "is your prize-fighting bump."
It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil.
He made his reputation fighting them.
The publican was fighting one of the smiths at the door, and when the workmen came out the smith, wrenching himself free from the tavern keeper, fell face downward on the pavement.
The lad with the turned-up sleeve gave the smith a blow in the face and cried wildly: "They're fighting us, lads!"
It was a weary and famished, but still a fighting and menacing army.
All this had to be dealt with, the prisoners and guns secured, the booty divided--not without some shouting and even a little fighting among themselves--and it was on this that the Cossacks all busied themselves.