If power is a muscle, driving progress through strength, influence is a magnet, drawing people toward possibilities they might otherwise never have imagined.
To rebuff the lady's advances without offending her honor, Gawain allowed one kiss — which he then passed on to her husband in exchange for a slain dear.
There was an unceremonious directness, a searching, decided steadfastness in his gaze now, which told that intention, and not diffidence, had hitherto kept it averted from the stranger.
He kept at this for a year, doing desultory writing on the side, with little success, and then one day an infelicitous incident peremptorily closed his newspaper career.
Her husband, however, would not agree with her here; for besides having a regard for his cousin, Charles Hayter was an eldest son, and he saw things as an eldest son himself.
But I'm fearful at the same time that the administration sees this as another opportunity to show its supremacy over the judiciary, to continue to consolidate power within the executive branch and just say, nope, We're not doing it.