“FEEL” на українській мові

”“I feel ya,” Seven said.

The Elemental Man emerged from the air across the library with such softness that Red Lin Feyn didn’t feel it at all.

I feel positive it could be found even today.

He’d washed his hands a dozen times by the time he faced Nesta in the training ring, and he could still smell her there, could still feel her, taste her.

I feel nothing, Nesta said silently.

I feel better, when I see him smile.

”“I—I got a ride,” Joy stammered, rising to her knees so that she didn’t feel so small.

She closed her eyes, to better feel the wind on her face and hide her grief.

To watch, read, or listen to anything made before that date can feel like the equivalent of watching a public information film about the horrors of smallpox.

Old emotions on new skin, love and disgust and hatred and all of it together: it’s too much for one person to feel.

For some reason that made him feel safe.