1 I often referred the several situations, as their similarity struck me, to my own.
2 What chiefly struck me was the gentle manners of these people, and I longed to join them, but dared not.
3 As he was proceeding along the sands, he struck his foot against something and fell at his length on the ground.
4 Her tone expressed her entire indifference; she addressed me in English, and the voice struck me as one that I had heard during my sufferings.
5 For some time I was lost in conjecture as to the cause of this, but yesterday an idea struck me, and if it is well founded, I conjure you to avow it.
6 Felix darted forward, and with supernatural force tore me from his father, to whose knees I clung, in a transport of fury, he dashed me to the ground and struck me violently with a stick.
7 I gave several hours to the serious consideration of this difficulty, but I was obliged to relinquish all attempt to supply it, and wrapping myself up in my cloak, I struck across the wood towards the setting sun.
8 I could not help being struck by the strange coincidences that had taken place during this eventful night; but, knowing that I had been conversing with several persons in the island I had inhabited about the time that the body had been found, I was perfectly tranquil as to the consequences of the affair.