Violent storms ripped through the area, knocking down houses and tearing up trees.
Loggers don’t care if they destroy the forests as long as the can make a profit from the wood.
Will we ever be able to uproot racial prejudice?
The hawk swooped across the grasslands.
If though, on the one hand, we can speak in terms of progress, we should beware, at the same time, of ending up going backwards.
She would go over the accident again and again in her mind, wishing that she could somehow have prevented it. :)
