There's really just no way around it if you want to cross a border.

He didn't want to cross that short distance of space, but knew it had to be done.

He wanted to cross the room and pull her into his arms.

Simon did not want to cross into that woman's land.

However, she doesn't want to cross the borders of her own life.

Some things are more personal than others, he said, and "I don't want to cross a certain line."

He was fast becoming the sort of person nobody wanted to cross.

He did not, at that moment, look like a man she wanted to cross.

So I thought maybe he needed dough bad enough to want to cross us.

Do we really want to cross a man with a mouse?