I looked, I saw, I understood, I felt, "That's that, where do we go from here?

He paints for the blind, and we are the blind, and he lets us see for sure what we saw long ago but weren't sure we saw. He paints for the dead, to remind us that - great good God, think of it - we're alive ...

I saw those ads, I felt a little uneasy. I understood it was tongue in cheek. But it's still not necessarily in the best interest.

He said he looked both ways, pulled out to cross the intersection and he saw a white flash come from the east.

They reviewed everything and looked over everything and felt like there isn't going to be a fine.

Then I felt something and (I) looked down and this shark brushed my kayak.