How do you feel?

Jim began to feel great.

Liking that made her feel funny.

“I don’t feel like eating,” said Nick.

He loved the taste and the feel of whisky.

I feel as though everything was gone to hell inside of me.

Jim came over back of her chair and stood there and she could feel him breathing and then he put his arms around her.

“Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone,” he told me, “just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”