1 He only saw the outward results, and those results impressed him.
2 Between them, they taught her all that a gentlewoman should know, but she learned only the outward signs of gentility.
3 To the outward eye, never had a girl less cause to be miserable.
4 Cold little ripples of fear that started in the pit of her stomach were radiating outward until the fingers that touched her cheeks were cold, though the rest of her body streamed perspiration.
5 But the peace he gained was hollow, only an outward semblance, for he had purchased it at the cost of everything he held to be right in married life.
6 Underneath the surface were misery and fear, but all the outward appearances were those of a thriving town that was rapidly rebuilding from its ruins, a bustling, hurrying town.
7 In the mysterious nocturnal separation from all outward signs of life, she felt herself more strangely confronted with her fate.
8 He turned and looked about him, sternly compelling himself to regain his consciousness of outward things.
9 No small number of these whaling seamen belong to the Azores, where the outward bound Nantucket whalers frequently touch to augment their crews from the hardy peasants of those rocky shores.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleContext Highlight In CHAPTER 27. Knights and Squires. 10 But all the witcheries of that unwaning weather did not merely lend new spells and potencies to the outward world.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleContext Highlight In CHAPTER 29. Enter Ahab; to Him, Stubb. 11 She was not accustomed to an outward and spoken expression of affection, either in herself or in others.
12 Edna often wondered at one propensity which sometimes had inwardly disturbed her without causing any outward show or manifestation on her part.
13 His outward life was commonplace and uninteresting; he was just a hotel-porter, and expected to remain one while he lived; but meantime, in the realm of thought, his life was a perpetual adventure.
14 As the blankets yielded before the outward pressure, and the branches settled in the fissure of the rock by their own weight, forming a compact body, Duncan once more breathed freely.
15 He met us hard by, in our outward march to ambush his advance, and scattered us, like driven deer, through the defile, to the shores of Horican.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 14