He raised the glass to his lips and drained it at one gulp.

He raised the glass to his mouth and drained it all in one shot.

And all the color just drained from his face, and he looked at me, and he said, Forget everything you learned.

This ensures that these resources are not drained away from the local communities merely to be exported abroad for short term profit.

or, in the morning its water will be drained into the earth so that you will not have a means to reach it'

or, in the morning its water will be drained into the earth so that you will not have a means to reach it'

or the water of your vineyard will be drained deep into the ground so that you will not be able to seek it out.

or the water of your vineyard will be drained deep into the ground so that you will not be able to seek it out.

We feel awe, we feel pity.

They feel exactly what you feel at the same time that you feel it.

You feel frightened. Of course you feel frightened.

I feel so free I feel so good.

Oxytocin makes us feel what other people feel.

KB You did feel that? What did you feel?

I can't feel my lips my face is frozen I can't feel my hands I can't feel my feet.

I feel in love with Carolyn. I feel so naughty.

And you just feel the anger and you feel the fear.

When you do that, you're forced to feel what they feel.

And many of us feel it in love when lovers feel fused.

He made me feel smart. He made me feel he was smart.

Feel this.

And if you could feel the warmth, and feel the humanity, and feel his intent coming through the eyes, then we would succeed.

Many authors feel this pressure, but non Western authors feel it more heavily.

Awake, awake, stand up, Jerusalem, that have drunk at the hand of Yahweh the cup of his wrath you have drunken the bowl of the cup of staggering, and drained it.

Awake, awake, stand up, Jerusalem, that have drunk at the hand of Yahweh the cup of his wrath you have drunken the bowl of the cup of staggering, and drained it.

In their struggle, the militants had learned that dwelling on abuses committed against them in the past drained their resistance in the face of the harsh reality of their daily existence.

So I asked her, What does it feel like when you feel this way?

We have oxytocin that connects us to others, makes us feel what they feel.

He said, We used to feel like nobodies, but now we feel like somebodies.

I feel good.

I feel pretty.

I feel sassy.

I feel her.

I feel cold.

I feel ashamed.

... don't you feel?

Don't feel ashamed.

I feel ashamed.

I feel relieved.

I feel homesick.

I feel fine.

I feel lethargic.

I feel lonely.

I feel dead.

I feel hungry.