Some sobbed, while others clutched at one another for support.
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We clutched at each other and gasped. What. Just. Happened?
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I clutched at Oliver's lush, dark hair as if I were sinking.
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She clutched at the gunwale, and her weight dislodged two more passengers.
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He held her small hand, which resisted his initially, as he clutched at it.
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He fell to the floor, clutched at his right knee and had to be helped off.
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Still, Asian markets were higher on Friday as investors clutched at hopes China could contain the virus.
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" After the ceremony, I clutched at President Obama and whispered, urgently, "Please take me home with you.
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Sailing along with "George & Lizzie," I often clutched at its sides, sure the vessel's rigging was off-kilter.
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We coughed into surgical masks or scarves and clutched at our throats, but then turned back for more.
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A few limped or clutched at their arms as they tried to get their bearings after the crash.
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He repeatedly clutched at his chest during his set, but powered through it to keep up with his band.
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This, too, is untrue: Throughout it, we clutched at each other, asking when the men would take their shirts off and kiss.
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We watched as little fingers clutched at his knees and teeth dug into the muscled white thigh below the hem of his shorts.
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She clutched at the collar of his T-shirt, her body covered in dark mud and cracked stems of bog cotton, blue lichen.
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Cameras were rolling when the injury took place, and Chmerkovskiy, 37, was mid-spin with his partner Heather Morris when he suddenly cried out in pain and clutched at his leg.
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On Saturday one woman wept and clutched at the bars as she called out to Lopez Obrador, who was holding a news conference, begging him for help paying for a surgery for her mother.
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The first two episodes had my shouting in expletive-laden Hindi at my desk and swiftly destroyed any resolutions to not touch my face as I clutched at it in excitement, agony, and frustration.
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Parenting is hard enough without having one woman in a mothers' group suggest importing organic formula from Norway while another, baby clutched at her breast, gasps that we could even consider feeding our babies formula.
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But some of the people Wood encounters come off less as serious intellectuals than compulsive groupies of a militant cult, reminiscent of the groveling Ayn Rand evangelists in college who clutched at their copies of The Fountainhead.
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A reporter for The Chicago Herald and Examiner recounted a scene that supposedly occurred after Jackson appeared before the grand jurors: As Jackson departed from the Grand Jury room, a small boy clutched at his sleeve and tagged along after him.
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We clutched at Cleo's skirt so as not to get separated as she made her way through the crowds at Nathan's to buy us hot dogs and what I believed then to be (and still remember as) the world's most delicious French fries.
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Everything about that story clutched at my heart, while the broader time-travel stakes and narrative diminished in effect; I became less concerned with the overarching conceit than with the story of these young women arguing over what love and honesty demand.
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Luce was particularly good with the elderly, who were grateful for any kindness, and clutched at her hands as if she were not a middle-aged woman with a predilection for melancholy but a young person suffused with purpose and energy, radiantly smiling.
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Then, Hannah Diamond shyly shuffled around the stage to her syrupy, TK Maxx vocals—"Baby I wish that/we could just meet at a party/I think we could have great chemistry"—as front-row fans clutched at her fur-cuffed Dior sleeves.
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Wimbledon champion Murray, who clutched at his right shoulder after going an early break down to trail 3-2 in the first set, soon snapped into focus to run off four games in a row on his way to a 6-3 6-2 victory.
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But this much is still etched in her mind: how he screamed and sobbed, the way his baby fists clutched at the nape of her shirt, the feel of his tiny body pressed so desperately against hers that the two had to be pried apart.
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Another woman, as I lay half in a swound Leapt in the air, and clutched at the leather and chain.
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The actor Frank Archer saw him in 1862, appearing at a charity performance at the Princess's Theatre: "His dresser was following him about with a tumbler, which it was painful to see he clutched at nervously, gulping down the contents before making his entrance. He had accustomed himself to take a stimulant to dispel the intense nervousness from which he suffered." Archer, Frank.
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The boy, Markandeya, also grew up to be an ardent devotee of Siva. The destined time came, when Yama (the lord of death) tried to snatch the life of the boy. Markandeya went to the temple and clutched at the Siva Lingam in a bid to escape death. Pleased by the boy's belief, Siva rescued him from death, incarnating him as Kalantaka (the ender of death).
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He cursed at her and grabbed her, but she resisted and he summoned two other passengers for help. While she clutched at the railing, they muscled her away, breaking her arm in the process. They threw her into the baggage car, causing more injuries. As these events transpired, other white passengers cursed Tubman and shouted for the conductor to kick her off the train.
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'Lecomte, 501 An hour later, salvation arrived. At 10 p.m. on the evening of 30 March, having receiving a stream of anguished cables from Herbinger and with no means of independently controlling the acting brigade commander's assessment of the situation, Brière de l'Isle reluctantly gave Herbinger permission to fall back to Chu 'if the situation demanded'. Herbinger clutched at this straw and issued orders for an immediate retreat by both halves of the column to Chu.
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Andrew A. Humphreys was ordered to attack and capitalize on the situation. Humphreys led his first brigade on horseback, with his men moving over and around fallen troops with fixed bayonets and unloaded rifles; some of the fallen men clutched at the passing pant legs, urging their comrades not to go forward, causing the brigade to become disorganized in their advance. The charge reached to within 50 yards before being cut down by concentrated rifle fire. Brig. Gen. George Sykes was ordered to move forward with his V Corps regular army division to support Humphreys's retreat, but his men were caught in a crossfire and pinned down.
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On February 8, 2007, Dubé was struck in the face by the blade of Davison's skate during the free skate segment at the Four Continents Championships in Colorado Springs. The pair were on their third rotation of a side-by-side camel spin, in which one leg is horizontal during the spin, when they began to drift towards one another, causing her face and his skate blade to connect. She immediately fell to the ice and clutched at her face as blood pooled on the ice. Davison comforted her as the medical staff put her on a stretcher and took her to Memorial Hospital.
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On February 8, 2007, Dubé was struck in the face by the blade of Davison's skate during the free skate segment at the Four Continents Championships in Colorado Springs. The pair were on their third rotation of a side-by-side camel spin, in which one leg is horizontal during the spin, when they began to drift towards one another, causing her face and his skate blade to connect. She immediately fell to the ice and clutched at her face as blood pooled on the ice. Davison comforted her as the medical staff put her on a stretcher and took her to Memorial Hospital.
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As the Fellowship looked on in horror, Gandalf cried "Fly, you fools!" and plunged into the darkness below. After a long fall, the two crashed into a deep subterranean lake, which extinguished the flames of the Balrog's body; however it remained "a thing of slime, stronger than a strangling snake". They fought in the water; the Balrog clutched at Gandalf to strangle him, and Gandalf hewed the Balrog with his sword, until finally the Balrog fled into the primordial tunnels of Moria's underworld. Gandalf pursued the monster for eight days, until they climbed to the peak of Zirakzigil, where the Balrog was forced to turn and fight, its body erupting into new flame.
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There is debate over the philosophical status of the concept: while Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, Franz Borkenau and many others accepted the existence of a collective mind or collective unconscious, much modern thinking treats collective depression as an aggregate of individuals depressions. However, there is growing interest in the concept of mass sociogenic illness where a physical or psychological condition is observed to spread within a group without a common organic cause. The remedy for collective depression is the restoration of hope, though this may be a task beyond the capabilities of any leader of a community. Collective depression can also be a state of considerable vulnerability, as destructive strategies may be clutched at through misplaced belief in the efficacy of radical measures.
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The weekend begins when, as the guests are entering the home, one woman screams and claims that something has clutched at her ankle—something "with fingers". The host immediately tells the story of a former owner of the home whose death was met with such suspicion of witchcraft from the servants that the body lay as it fell for days, and the servants reported that something seemed to clutch at their ankles. The weekend is off to a spooky start but proceeds spectacularly when three witnesses agree that a gun jumped off the wall and killed a seated guest, with no hand holding it. Famous crime-solver and debunker of impossible crimes Gideon Fell is called in to explain matters and does so in a way that leads to a spectacular and fiery finish.
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