1 I approached my cheek to her lips: she would not touch it.
2 I was touched by his gentle tone, and overawed by his high, calm mien.
3 She approached her face to the palm, and pored over it without touching it.
4 I touched the heath: it was dry, and yet warm with the heat of the summer day.
5 A fresh wrong did these words inflict: the worse, because they touched on the truth.
6 He put out his hand with a quick gesture, but not seeing where I stood, he did not touch me.
7 She talks of you continually: there is no subject she enjoys so much or touches upon so often.
8 I recalled his singular conduct of yesterday, and really I began to fear his wits were touched.
9 I should have been afraid to touch a horse when alone, but when told to do it, I was disposed to obey.
10 Just then it seemed my chamber-door was touched; as if fingers had swept the panels in groping a way along the dark gallery outside.
11 On the neck lay a pale reflection like moonlight; the same faint lustre touched the train of thin clouds from which rose and bowed this vision of the Evening Star.
12 Earnestness is ever deeply solemn: first, as I listened to that prayer, I wondered at his; then, when it continued and rose, I was touched by it, and at last awed.
13 When it came to my turn, I drank, for I was thirsty, but did not touch the food, excitement and fatigue rendering me incapable of eating: I now saw, however, that it was a thin oaten cake shared into fragments.
14 I was about to propound a question, touching the manner in which that operation of changing my heart was to be performed, when Mrs. Reed interposed, telling me to sit down; she then proceeded to carry on the conversation herself.
15 One gleam of light lifted into relief a half-submerged mast, on which sat a cormorant, dark and large, with wings flecked with foam; its beak held a gold bracelet set with gems, that I had touched with as brilliant tints as my palette could yield, and as glittering distinctness as my pencil could impart.
16 I hardly know where I found the hardihood thus to open a conversation with a stranger; the step was contrary to my nature and habits: but I think her occupation touched a chord of sympathy somewhere; for I too liked reading, though of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.