`` I never felt better in my life '', Fiske blustered.

I felt certain he was really a spineless little man.

It was, I felt, possible that they were men who, having received no tickets for that day, had remained in the hall, to sleep perhaps, in the corners farthest removed from the counter with its overhead light.

I felt certain it was self-appointed.

I felt strongly attached to the hall, however, and hardly a day passed when I did not go to look at it from a distance.

I had felt the draft they were making while mounting the stairs.

I felt certain that the director, like the afternoon clerk, seldom moved beyond the counter, that the hall, to them, was a jungle, a dark and unwelcome place.

Something clicked in this instance, but I treated her circumspectly and I felt that she knew it, for we both kept our distance.

I felt that her eyes were undressing me as if she were a painter and I a nude model.

`` I guess we both felt it ''.

I felt that he looked at me coldly and appraisingly and seemed to be uncertain what his attitude towards me should be, but he did not say one word which might indicate that he had been told of advances to his wife.

Though I had a great dread of the island and felt I would never leave it alive, I eagerly wrote down everything she told me about its women.

`` I saw the boy Dandy at the Congo Square festivities and felt sorry for him.

Since he introduces so much modern music, I could not resist asking how he felt about it.

Our Northern brethren also I believe felt a little tender under those censures ; ;

If you had screamed right there in the street where we stood, I could not have felt more fear.

`` I felt that I must devote myself to the ' outside ' world ''.

Never until in this work of S-D organization have I realized and felt the attitude and experience of a Teacher.

`` I don't have many strays coming to my front door '', he said.

`` All my life '', he said, `` I tried.

`` I hate to leave my garden '', Gavin said.

I loved my garden ''.

In the brief moment I had to talk to them before I took my post on the ring of defenses, I indicated I was sickened by the methods men employed to live and trade on the river.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Gray Eyes rushing at me with a knife.

I could see them in my sights.

I found his chest in my sights.

At the last second I dropped my sights from the bare chest and bright red circle to the chest of his pony.

In my sights I watched him looming bigger and bigger.

Such was my state of mind that I did not question the possibility of this ; ;

I would turn away from my writing in the hope of getting a good look at them but I never quite succeeded.

Now, here was something of obvious importance to me, yet when I reached for the tickets he snatched them away from my hand.

I withdrew my hand.

Having nothing else to do except wait for my forms to be processed, I gave myself over to speculations concerning the hall itself.

For although I had crossed a corner of the hall on my way to the toilet I still could not tell for sure how far to the rear the darkness extended.

This light did not penetrate very far back into the hall, and my eyes were hindered rather than aided by the dim daylight entering through the fan vents when I tried to pick out whatever might be lying, or squatting, on the floor below.

No sooner would I turn my head away from the counter before he would address me, at times quite sharply, in order to bring back my attention.

I own the place ''.

I found a trooper once the Apache had spread-eagled on an ant hill, and another time we ran across some teamsters they'd caught, tied upside down on their own wagon wheels over little fires until their brains was exploded right out o' their skulls.

`` They knew I was a good sharecrop farmer back in Carolina, but out West was a chance to build a real farm of our own.

In the hut to which I was assigned -- Max had his own quarters -- my food was brought to me by a wrinkled crone with bare drooping breasts who seemed to enjoy conversing with me in rudimentary phrases.

I must confess that I prefer the Liberal who is personally affected, who is willing to send his own children to a mixed school as proof of his faith.

Hence the prime issue, as I see it, is whether a democratic or free society can master technology for the benefit of mankind, or whether technology will rule and develop its own society compatible with its own needs as a force of nature.

In my own company, in effect a partnership, although legally a corporation, I have been able to do many things for my employees which `` normal '' corporations of comparable size and nature would have been unable to do.

Miriam Noel Wright said, `` Here I am at my own home, locked out so I must stand in the road ''!!

I cannot express to you the depth of my conviction that, in our own and free world interest, we must co-operate with others to help these people achieve their legitimate ambitions, as expressed in their different multi-year plans.

I shall continue to urge the American people, in the interests of their own security, prosperity and peace, to make sure that their own part of this great project be amply and cheerfully supported.

In The Publick Spirit of the Whigs, it may be noted, Swift himself contemptuously dismissed Steele's reference to his friend at court: `` I suppose by the Style of old Friend, and the like, it must be some Body there of his own Level ; ;

I worked for a day on this plainly ridiculous assignment and consulted several of my own well-informed sources.

Much to Damon Runyon's amazement, as well as my own, I got along splendidly with the Hetman ; ;

My own stern hand has rent the ancient bond, And thereof shall the ending not have end: But not for me, that loved her, to be fond Lightly to please me with a newer friend Then hold it more than bravest-feathered song, That I affirm to thee, with heart of pride, I knew not what did to a friend belong Till I stood up, true friend, by thy true side ; ;

I became disgusted at being so preoccupied with the state of my own miserable soul.

I found myself becoming one of that group of people who, in Carlyle's words, `` are forever gazing into their own navels, anxiously asking ' Am I right, am I wrong ' ''??