The story came home to her.

I heard my heart's valves snapping open and closed.

Was he ever sympathetic to unAmerican activities?

They feel hungry.

Aren't we gonna be infected with his emotions too?

And he read every one.

I could feel what they were feeling.

There, I learned that the best thing I can do as a friend, is to empathize with her.

The confidence and assurance with which the first arrangements had been carried out made him feel good.

Perhaps everything is dead in it already. I don't know.

Why does she want to meet us?

He has a good sense of feeling.

I felt the wind blow around my body, and on my face, and through my hair, and it felt free.

But he always seemed so severe, so cold, apparently.

They felt he had no chance to win the election.

You feel 'em?

I'm trying to be good here.

I just wanted them to feel the pain that they made me feel.

They've shown some really good scientific method.

The sad story came home to her.

We sensed a melancholy note in his voice.

It's like something's eating him away from inside.

His kindness touched my heart.

He felt hedged in with rules.

Somehow.

I feel kind of sorry for him.

I was in awe.

She felt her heart beat quickly.

But since they asked me that question with the word believe in it, somehow it was all different, because I wasn't exactly sure if I believed what I so clearly felt.

(Laughter)

They felt weary after their hard work.

Obviously, the kid feels cornered.

She gave me a look I could feel in my hip pocket.

I feel strange about it.

I feel that there are some things that are getting in the way.

I knew she still loved me.

Now I can feel a sensation of delight and beauty if I look at that eye.

I looked at her face, and I looked so deeply that I felt I was behind her eyes.

He felt the pangs of conscience.

I felt the brush of her hand against me.

I can no longer see him from afar.

They don't feel anything.

She felt herself lifted up.

She felt herself being lifted up.

He felt himself lifted up.