How to use "its" in a sentence

Aspen is famous for its mountains and the countryside around it

The Gallery is part of Horseshoe Canyon, and it's famous for the huge rock paintings which cover its walls

The sound of its wings and the light in the canyon are beautiful

I watch its smooth flight, following the line of the canyon

"Water came out of its back

I saw the harpoon leave his hand and hit the giant creature right in its back

I am its captain, and my name is Captain Nemo

It was the only one of its kind in the world

I looked out of the window, and there was a 25-foot giant squid! It moved close to the Nautilus and it hit the window with its long tentacles

Outside, six or seven small squid moved along the top of the Nautilus, throwing all their tentacles at the ship and its men

He cut off some of its tentacles

The giant squid shot black ink out of its body, and none of us could see anything

The Nautilus made a hole in the bottom of the enemy ship with its sharp nose

It took a watch from its jacket and looked at it

This smile went from ear to ear on its face.

'You'll hit its pretty nose!'

First its body went, then its legs

Then all of it vanished, and there was only its smile.

It was asleep, so they talked over its head.

When she looked back, the Mouse was asleep with its head on its plate.

She thought, 'I won't speak to it before it has its ears - or perhaps one ear.'

In another minute, she could see its ears and eyes.

'Cut off its head!' she shouted loudly

'How can I cut off its head?' asked the man with the knife

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of ''interposition" and "nullification" - one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

"Resolved: that the maintenance inviolate of the rights of the States, and especially the right of each State to order and control its own domestic institutions according to its own judgment exclusively, is essential to that balance of power on which the perfection and endurance of our political fabric depend, and we denounce the lawless invasion by armed force of the soil of any State or Territory, no matter under what pretext, as among the gravest of crimes."

The clause I now read is as plainly written in the Constitution as any other of its provisions:

It is safe to assert that no government proper ever had a provision in its organic law for its own termination

It follows from these views that no State upon its own mere motion can lawfully get out of the Union; that Resolves and Ordinances to that effect are legally void; and that acts of violence, within any State or States, against the authority of the United States, are insurrectionary or revolutionary, according to circumstances.

Before entering upon so grave a matter as the destruction of our national fabric, with all its benefits, its memories, and its hopes, would it not be wise to ascertain precisely why we do it? Will you hazard so desperate a step while there is any possibility that any portion of the ills you fly from have no real existence? Will you, while the certain ills you fly to are greater than all the real ones you fly from - will you risk the commission of so fearful a mistake?

This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it

To avoid misconstruction of what I have said, I depart from my purpose not to speak of particular amendments so far as to say that, holding such a provision to now be implied Constitutional law, I have no objection to its being made express and irrevocable.

But I do venture to suggest that it will be highly unconstitutional in the midst of this unconstitutional Government, - in the midst of a nation which has built up its magnificent constitution, - for the people of India to become weak and to crawl on their belly - it will be highly unconstitutional for the people of India to pocket every insult that is offered to them; it is highly unconstitutional for the 70 millions of Mohammedans of India to submit to a violent wrong done to their religion; it is highly unconstitutional for the whole of India to sit still and cooperate with an unjust Government which has trodden under its feet the honour of the Punjab.

So long as the Government spells injustice, it may regard me as its enemy, implacable enemy.

These measures, or such other measures as the Congress may build out of its experience and wisdom, I shall seek, within my constitutional authority, to bring to speedy adoption.

And let every other power know that this hemisphere intends to remain the master of its own house.

To that world assembly of sovereign states, the United Nations, our last best hope in an age where the instruments of war have far outpaced the instruments of peace, we renew our pledge of support - to prevent it from becoming merely a forum for invective - to strengthen its shield of the new and the weak - and to enlarge the area in which its writ may run.

Let both sides seek to invoke the wonders of science instead of its terrors

Since this country was founded, each generation of Americans has been summoned to give testimony to its national loyalty

In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been granted the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger

This was Inspector Abbeline, a fine detective who knew the East End and its people very well

It was like a palace to her, with its bright lights, shining glass and pretty objects

On one side of him was a tall building, all its doors and windows covered with metal bars

He ran to a nearby streetlight and pulled some wire from a metal box at its base

There was a tree on the other side of the wall, and Valjean carried Cosette down into its branches just as the soldiers arrived.

He saw a hand sticking out from a pile of dead men and horses, a gold ring on its middle finger, shining in the moonlight

He kissed the handkerchief, breathed in its perfume, wore it next to his heart by day and kept it under his pillow at night.

Next, he opened a drawer, took out a long knife and tested its blade with his finger

I wear a cheap hat, my jacket has lost half its buttons and there are holes in my boots.' He turned away from her and stood with his face pressed to the trunk of a tree, almost ready to faint

Cosette's blotter was lying on a cupboard just below it and, as Valjean stared at its reflection, he read the following lines:

And for a few seconds there is only the sound of Beethoven as the music begins to reach its molto allegro.

In its place there are a thousand adverts on a hundred television screens, a sea of lights that constantly move and change.

The judge leaves, the jury returns to its room to make a verdict, and the Lee family exit to wait in the lobby.

But not yet: the Mojave Desert is still all around him with its flat orange sands and dead bushes

It opened its mouth, and Sala felt sure it was greeting her.

The dolphin whistled again, then turned away, its back making an arch in the water

Then the biggest dolphin moved toward Sala and pushed her with its nose

She looked deep into its eyes, and reached out to touch its face

She watched the hologram advertisement on the wall with its promises of a better future

Now it showed a robot working in a laboratory, its fingers like mechanical insects

This world, the city with its wrist chips and simulators, was the only one they knew, but Gran often talked about life before the Oil Wars - how they used to walk freely in the forests, grow flowers and fruit, sing songs around fires on the beach, and travel to wonderful places

It was so near that the sound of its waters could always be heard from the house

It was built in a small hollow and its grey stones glowed in the sunlight

From its long windows I could see the lawns and beyond the lawns, the sea

I bent down to the dog and stroked its soft ears.

I locked the door and took the dress from its box

At ten o'clock in the morning, she was scheduled to meet with two tour-booking agents who were considering reserving eight thousand tickets to Magyck! During the first three months of its run

She put her gun down, went around the foot of the bed, and stood the easel on its legs, as it belonged

A lavish use of blue velvet, dark leather, crystal chandeliers, and thick blue carpet, plus an excellent sense of dramatic lighting, gave the mammoth chamber some of the feeling of a cozy cabaret in spite of its size.

He was interested primarily in learning more about the mind that could create a work like Magyck! He had seen less than one-fourth of the program, yet he knew it was a hit - and far superior to others of its kind

Each was hung from the ceiling on a length of fishing line, and the upper end of each line was knotted to its own eyehook that had been screwed firmly into the dry wall

The sliding closet doors began to move on their runners, and Vivienne Neddler had the feeling that some awful thing was going to come out of the dark space, its eyes as red as blood and its razor-sharp teeth gnashing

This crowd wasn't able to sit on its hands and keep its cool.

The cat pounced, missed its prey, stumbled, scared itself, and flashed lightning-quick into another yard.

One of the models was flung from its shelf, then two more, then three more, then another, until all nine lay in a pile on the floor.

The hotel possessed an amazing wealth of information about its most favored customers

Tina stooped beside the wall outlet from which the computer received its electrical power and its data feed

On windy days, the dust was as thick as fog, and it pushed its dirty little cat feet under doors, around windows, and through attic vents.

Approximately two hundred guests danced or milled about behind the house, and another hundred partied within its twenty rooms.

Las Vegas had a judicial style and standards of its own.

Tina thought of the graphic novel with the man in black on its cover

From the date on its cover, she knew that the issue containing The Boy Who Was Not Dead couldn't be one of the first pieces in Danny's collection

The garage had gone up first, the big door ripping from its hinges and splintering into the driveway, the roof dissolving in a confetti-shower of shake shingles and flaming debris

"What kind of government agency would have the authority to circumvent the law like this? What kind of agency would be empowered to kill innocent civilians who got in its way?"

"And you know what it reminds me of? It's the same damn feeling I had in Angela's office when that computer terminal started operating on its own

Elliot couldn't see it, but he could hear the beating of its wings.

It rattled a loose metal fixture on the trash bin, and the restaurant's big sign creaked between its two standards.

An intelligence outfit of that size and sophistication doesn't waste its time on Mickey Mouse stuff."

She knew from experience that fate had countless nasty tricks up its voluminous sleeve, and that was why she was scared shitless.

The active poison itself had already penetrated the victim's body, done its work, and begun to break down into a series of naturally occurring chemicals that would raise no alarms when the coroner later studied the results of the usual battery of forensic tests

The Cessna hit an air pocket, dropped three hundred feet with a sickening lurch, and then soared to its correct altitude.

Because the Network did not officially exist, it couldn't openly use its authority to gather information

Fifteen minutes later computer operations called back with its report

The ashtray slid out of its niche.

At the request of its casino manager, every hotel held a handful of rooms off the market, just in case a few regular customers - high rollers, of course - showed up by surprise, with no advance notice, but with fat bankrolls and no place to stay

They were in a ten-passenger jet that belonged to the Network, and the aircraft took a battering from the high-altitude winds that blew across its assigned flight corridor

Sometimes the Network pinched pennies to its disadvantage

Because its existence must be kept secret, the organization was funded out of misdirected appropriations meant for other government agencies

All of his life, for reasons he had never been able to fully ascertain, he had been fascinated by death, intrigued by the form and nature and possibilities of it, enthralled by the study and theory of its meaning

We might get to this place and find we can't slip around its defenses."

Now they were on a narrow county road, moving steadily higher as the valley sloped toward its northern end

It was remarkably free of ruts and chuckholes for most of its length, although the Explorer scraped bottom a few times when the track took sudden, sharp dips.

The Explorer, equipped with heavy chains on its big winter-tread tires, bit into the snow and chewed its way forward without hesitation.

"Someone, some damn turncoat on Project Pandora, must have revealed enough about its location for them to find it with just a little help

This broad shelf in the mountainside couldn't have been as large or as regularly shaped in its natural state as it was now: three hundred yards wide, two hundred yards deep, almost a perfect rectangle

On its breath were sprays of snow like icy spittle.

In spite of its tremendous weight, it moved more smoothly and easily than an average door in an average house

The chopper hugged the valley floor, streaking northward, ten feet above an ice-blocked river, still forced to make its way through a snowfall that nearly blinded them, but sheltered from the worst of the storm's turbulence by the walls of mammoth evergreens that flanked the river

This is the only facility of its kind we have

"Bollinger knew how fast Wuhan-400 claims its victims, and he just panicked

The hammer was in its fully lowered position, and I saw that Andre's head and arm could only be a flattened mess.

I saw a ball of fire inside the transmitter and felt its heat on my face and hands

He said its head was white

Slowly, the monster, the thing that had been my husband, covered its head, got up and found its way into the other room.

Nothing can ever make me forget that dreadful white hairy head with its two pointed ears

A picture was leaning against the wall with its back towards us

It must be, if scientific thinking is correct, older than our world, and life on its surface began a long time before this Earth cooled down

It was also not generally understood that because Mars is older and smaller than our Earth, and further from the sun, it is nearer life's end as well as further from its beginning.

Its physical condition is still largely a mystery, but we know that even in the middle of the day, in its warmest areas, the temperature is lower than during our coldest winter

Its air is much thinner than ours, its oceans have become smaller until they cover only a third of its surface, and from its far north and south the ice is steadily moving forwards

And looking across space, with instruments and minds more powerful than we can dream of, they see, at a distance of only 56,000,000 kilometres, a morning star of hope - our own warmer planet with its green land and grey seas, its cloudy atmosphere and its growing population.

That night, too, there was another sudden cloud of gas from the distant planet as a second missile started on its way to Earth from Mars, just under twenty-four hours after the first one

I saw a reddish flash at the edge, the slightest bend in its shape, as the clock struck midnight.

Thick clouds of smoke or dust, which looked like little grey, moving spots through a powerful telescope on Earth, spread through the clearness of the planet's atmosphere and hid its more familiar features.

Denning, our greatest astronomer, said that the height of its first appearance was about one hundred and fifty kilometres

It was covered with a thick burnt skin, which softened its edges

It was, however, still very hot from its flight through the air and he could not get close to it

He remained standing on one side of the pit that the Thing had made for itself, staring at its strange appearance and thinking that there might be some intelligent design in its shape

But now the sounds inside had stopped, and a thin circle of bright metal showed between its top and body.

A large part of the cylinder had now been uncovered, although its lower end was still hidden in the side of the pit.

There was a mouth under the eyes, and its lipless edge shone wetly

My body seemed to have lost its strength

I heard a church strike midnight, and then I saw Maybury Hill, with its tree-tops and roofs black and sharp against the red sky.

He saw this one go after a man, catch him in one of its steel arms and knock his head against a tree

It was already raising the case which sent the Heat-Ray when the first shell burst six metres above its head.

Then two other shells burst at the same time in the air near its body

This exploded right in its face

Thick clouds of steam were pouring from the wreckage, and through it I could see its long legs and tentacles moving in the water.

The fallen Martian used its voice, and immediately a second one answered it, appearing over the trees to the south

It seemed that one of its three legs had been broken

The fallen Martian crawled slowly out of its machine and began to repair its leg

When the smoke had begun to settle, it stayed quite close to the ground so that even fifteen metres up in the air, on the roots and upper floors of houses and in high trees, there was a chance of escaping its poison

Usually, when it had done its work, the Martian cleared the air by blowing steam at it.

They only used the Heat-Ray from time to time that night, either because they had a limited supply of material for its production or because they did not want to destroy the country, but only to defeat its people

There were shouts of fear, the guns suddenly left behind, men on the ground struggling to breathe, and the fast spreading of the dark smoke - a silent black cloud hiding its dead.

He put a hole in its front tire while he was pulling it through the broken window, and cut his wrist, but he managed to get away on it

Some smoke rose as its engines started

This hit its left side and sent up a black cloud that the ship moved away from

The warship could stilt turn and its engines worked

It did not use its Heat-Ray, but picked them up one by one and threw them into a large metal box which stuck out behind it.

A young Martian, we now know, was born on Earth during the war, and it was found growing out of the body of its parent, just like some young plants.

When I looked again, the busy building-machine had already put together several of the pieces of metal from inside the cylinder into a shape that was very like its own

Down on the left a busy little digging-machine could be seen, sending out small clouds of green smoke and working its way round the pit, making it bigger and piling the earth up over the top

I could see the oily shine of its skin and the brightness of its eyes

And suddenly I heard a shout and saw a long tentacle reaching over the shoulder of the machine to the little cage on its back

Then, through a sort of glass plate, I saw the large, dark eyes of a Martian, and one of its tentacles appeared, moving in through the hole.

It was like a black snake moving its head from side to side.

I went into the kitchen and saw its head looking in through the hole.

It would be a good idea to kill it anyway, in case its actions attracted the attention of the Martians.

At first I thought a house had fallen across the road, but when I climbed up on the ruins I saw, with a shock, this great machine lying, with its tentacles bent and twisted, among the ruins that it had made

In another moment I had climbed a pile of earth and stood on its top, and the pit was below me

Across the pit, on its further edge, lay the great flying-machine which they had been testing in our heavier atmosphere when disease and death stopped them

One of them had died as it had been crying to its friends

Perhaps it was the last to die, and its voice had gone on and on until its machinery stopped

And as I looked at it, and realized that the shadows had been rolled back, and that people might still live in its streets, and that this dear city of mine might be once more alive and powerful again, I felt such emotion that I was very close to tears.

We changed its shape

Oxford is a beautiful town with its old university

So for the meantime it is going to be the local bus with its dirty seats, unpleasant passengers, and rude conductors..

The sound of its super-smooth engine was soft and gentle, unlike the hard banging of the girl's high-heeled shoes

He moves further up the sands, but the car is parked safely away from the sea, and the rising water cannot reach its tyres.

As the parish clerk put the register back on its shelf, I said, 'You spoke of old copies of the register

In 2016, the USA almost had its first woman president with Hillary Clinton

In a talk in 1995, she said, "Human rights are women's rights, and women's rights are human rights." She said that a country cannot be great if its women are not free

The US Open became the first big tournament to give equal money to its men and women top players

Today, tennis is one of the few sports that pays its men and women the same in big tournaments