She had a sense of herself being brain dead: running on tubes and machines.
The Face on the Milk CartonWhen writers stop believing in their own stories, readers tend to sense it.
Good Prose: The Art of NonfictionMirabelle was always an enigma, and he had the sense that if he pushed her, she’d bolt.
British BulldogIn the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.
Behind the Scenes at the Museum