No, of course not. I just feel content,” she said carefully. “That’s an old person’s word,” said Ethan.
I’ve always found wildlife very calming-- except when animals are eating each other, of course.
Of course, in our train of thought, we would all like to think we're on the right track, or at least the same railroad company as the right track.
Of course, the aim of a constitutional democracy is to safeguard the rights of the minority and avoid the tyranny of the majority. (p. 102)
Of course motivation is not permanent. But then, neither is bathing; but it is something you should do on a regular basis.
He envied the bark, which had been, in the course of one lifetime, both forest and fire. One endured; one destroyed.
Lots of people go mad in January. Not as many as in May, of course. Nor June. But January is your third most common month for madness.
Of course he had a female following. Was there anything college girls found sexier than being told what to think?
We do not include the pleasures we enjoy in sleep in the inventory of the pleasures we have experienced in the course of our existence.
Our course heavenward is like the plan of the zealous pilgrim of old, who for every three steps forward, took one backward.
I like a good murder that can't be found out. That is, of course it is very shocking, but I like to hear about it.
It was great to see the owls," I said. She smiled. "Yes. They're wild things, of course. Killers, savages. They're wonderful.
If a person is intelligent, then of course he is either an agnostic or an atheist. Just as he is a physical coward. They are automatic definitions of high intelligence.
Sunny did not eat the wood, of course, but she chewed on it and pretended it was a carrot, or an apple, or a beef and cheese enchilada, all of which she loved.
The person with the least worry over the compromises he must make is, of course, the person who doesn't compromise.
These latter institutions [the civil service, trade unions, media of all kinds], notably of course television, but more subtly the written press, are quite spectacular powers of unreason and ignorance.
I'm some sort of guinea pig in a home economics crash course for werewolves.
Logic, it is often said, is the study of valid arguments. It is a systematic attempt to distinguish valid arguments from invalid arguments.
He'd kill you all right. No sweat. But for the wrong reasons. Amateur's reasons. Of course, you'll be just as dead.
Of course there is no veneer, the process is one of growth, and primitiveness and civilization are degrees of the same thing. If civilization has an opposite, it is war.
Are not our lives too short for that full utterance which through all our stammerings is of course our only and abiding intention?
