Sensations
[sen'seiʃənz]
Examples
- When happy, inanimate nature had the power of bestowing on me the most delightful sensations. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- How can I describe my sensations on beholding it? Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- I stretched out my hand, and it touched none whose sensations were responsive to mine. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- It is to stir you, to give you new sensations. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- I cannot describe to you my sensations on the near prospect of my undertaking. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- Conflicting sensations of love, fear, and shame reduced Eustacia to a state of the utmost uneasiness. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- He had no iron mastery of his sensations now; a trifling emotion made itself apparent in his present weak state. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- I count the hours that have passed since I escaped to the shelter of this room by my own sensations--and those hours seem like weeks. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Whatever his sensations might have been, however, the stern old man would have no confidant. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- It would be impossible to say what Emma felt, on hearing thiswhich of all her unpleasant sensations was uppermost. Jane Austen. Emma.
- She had FELT it turning white so often, under the intolerable burden of her thoughts, und her sensations. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- I cannot deny that my sensations are sometimes enviable. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- And if these were my sensations, who can describe those of Henry? Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- The case is the same as in our judgments concerning all kinds of beauty, and tastes, and sensations. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- A weak impression, that is painful, is related to anger and hatred by the resemblance of sensations. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- Such sensations, however, were too near akin to resentment to be long guiding Fanny's soliloquies. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
- Fanny's eyes followed Edmund, and her heart beat for him as she heard this speech, and saw his look, and felt what his sensations must be. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
- Jealousy hot as the sun above the line, rage destructive as the tropic storm, the clime of your sensations ignores--as yet. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- The sensations that I could trace to herself and to me, the unacknowledged sensations that we were feeling in common, were not these. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Fanny then related all about my last meeting with my stranger and his dog to Julia, who seemed to understand my sensations much better than Fanny did. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Hear my tale; it is long and strange, and the temperature of this place is not fitting to your fine sensations; come to the hut upon the mountain. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- Let his behaviour be the guide of your sensations. Jane Austen. Emma.
- My sensations as we approached what I supposed might be a field of battle were anything but agreeable. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
- The poor weak words, which have failed to describe Miss Fairlie, have succeeded in betraying the sensations she awakened in me. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Why should our dwelling place be so lovely, and why should the instincts of nature minister pleasurable sensations? Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- How exquisite must his sensations have been at this moment! Benjamin Franklin. Memoirs of Benjamin Franklin.
- Hence, the vibrating string produces two sensations, that of the fundamental note and of its octave. Bertha M. Clark. General Science.
- How can I separate her from my own sensations, and from all that has happened in the later time? Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Oh, that I had for ever remained in my native wood, nor known or felt beyond the sensations of hunger, thirst, and heat! Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- Here then is a kind of pity reverst, or contrary sensations arising in the beholder, from those which are felt by the person, whom he considers. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
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