Example sentences of "i towards [art] " in BNC.
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| 1 | The drift of my rhetoric might seem to be taking me towards a traditional defence of literature , of the imagination , of creativity , of humane values in general . |
| 2 | I shuffled forward as fast as I dared along the central walkway , figuring this to be less likely to lead me towards a choice-limiting edge . |
| 3 | He grabbed my arm and guided me towards the road . |
| 4 | The spectacle of modern investment markets has sometimes moved me towards the conclusion that to make the purchase of an investment permanent and indissoluble , like a marriage … might … force the investor to direct his mind to the long-term prospects , and to those only . |
| 5 | He pushed me towards the light and through a door then took the scarf off my eyes . |
| 6 | And he led me towards the hills |
| 7 | I demure about continuing and if our support had n't forced me towards the river then the watching crowd would have done so . |
| 8 | Emil beckoned me towards the kitchen end , and I went up there into the small lobby with a serving counter , a space that made a needed gap between the hot glittering galley and the actual dining area . |
| 9 | A murdering Fascist , ’ I cried and Richard took me gently by the shoulders and pushed me towards the door . |
| 10 | You can do it , ’ says Sir Richard , urging me towards the entrance . |
| 11 | ‘ We 'll take it , ’ she said firmly , taking out my credit cards , my pen , easing me towards the Mercury phone booth which doubled as his office . |
| 12 | Hoo-Woo pushed me towards the light . |
| 13 | Nour had taken me by the shoulders and was pushing me towards the pool . |
| 14 | My flesh crept as he unleashed a hearty laugh and motioned me towards the chair . |
| 15 | ‘ Now let's go , ’ he said , dragging me towards the door . |
| 16 | Kate Melville and Sue d'Argy Smith , whose daughters left the Church , as so many do , just before they became nubile , each took a hand and gave it a sharp pull , and over their heads came the long arms of Gordon the Bachelor , whose fingers stroked my hair , as countless other key personnel in the body of Christendom , South Wimbledon , stroked , shoved , pulled and all but carried me towards the stage on which I was supposed to pour out the secrets of my heart . |
| 17 | I asked , as they marched me towards the car . |
| 18 | It was dominated by a huge television in one corner and she pointed me towards an armchair , covered in worn corduroy , which had once been dark red . |