I was shivering.
She was shivering.
He was shivering all over.
He was shivering with cold.
One is shivering in the Faroe Islands.
Alone with a drowning passenger's shivering child.
They clung together, shivering with cold.
They were shivering in thin, worn sweaters.
You are cold, shivering, and without a weapon.
I was shivering with cold while waiting for the Bus.
The girl stood shivering with cold on the doorstep.
People may experience a little shivering when they're skin temperatures starts to fall, but major shivering usually doesn't occur unless your core body temperatures drops, Castellani said.
she thought, shivering, and consulted her notebook again, in the level red sunset light.
I spent the next 20 minutes shivering in the chair, full of shame and remorse.
Motion or shivering, use of electrosurgical equipment and mucosal or skin pigmentation.
They took him, shivering and barefoot, to a desk with a telephone.
But it still did not put an end to his shivering.
I hoped my love would be saved from the shivering shame of the shelterless, but you turn your face away.
He was shivering, his face was white, and he walked slowly as though it ached to move.
Looking at the sticks for squeezing people's fingers, I can't help shivering although it is not cold.
When finally Arcturus had reached the position marked XI (DEC), we slid, shivering, out from under the sheets.
What a thing it is to be a ghost, cowering and shivering in an altered world, a prey to apprehension and despair!
The disrespect shown to the models was "proof that something is badly wrong with French society", shouted one shivering male model through a megaphone.
"Come on. I can invite you for a coffee, you are shivering. Then I'll walk you home," said Rick with his magical smile that made Lisa smile too.
She cries out, hitting her head against the wall but not caring, grinding against him, clawing his back, shivering with the sensations running through her.
I spent the next 20 minutes shivering in the chair, full of shame and remorse. Had I had to add “fat white?” Wouldn't “knees” have been enough?
New York City: it's a cold day in December. A little boy about 10-year-old was standing before a shoe store on Broadway, barefooted, peering through the window, and shivering with cold.
I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness-that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable abyss.
There was a whiz as of a missile in the air, mingled with the murmur of a curse, a sound as of shivering glass followed, and a small, vague form went over the fence and shot away in the gloom.
He drew closer. Shaking, shivering, breathing in short, sharp stabs, I could no longer see the whites of my father's eyes - only their brown centres, staring me down. There was no deviousness there.
