living thing

The living thing did I follow; I walked in the broadest and narrowest paths to learn its nature.

And the better those are who are governed the better also is the government, as for instance of man, rather than the brute creation: for the more excellent the materials are with which the work is finished, the more excellent certainly is the work; and wherever there is a governor and a governed, there certainly is some work produced; for whatsoever is composed of many parts, which jointly become one, whether conjunct or separate, evidently show the marks of governing and governed; and this is true of every living thing in all nature; nay, even in some things which partake not of life, as in music; but this probably would be a disquisition too foreign to our present purpose.

I remember his putting his hand up to feel of the wound on his head, and my watching the biceps move like a living thing under its white sheath.

Gaped for a living thing; The very mud cried out for blood

"Never mind," said the shaggy man; "as long as I carry the Love Magnet every living thing will love me, and you may be sure I shan't allow any of my friends to be harmed in any way."

It must have been early in the evening, yet I do not recollect a light in any of the houses nor a living thing in the streets.

Suddenly, as the child rolled downward on its mother's knees, all wet with snow, its eyes were caught by a bright glancing light on the white ground, and, with the ready transition of infancy, it was immediately absorbed in watching the bright living thing running towards it, yet never arriving.

As yet, with the exception of the /pauw/, we had seen no living thing on the mountain, nor had we come across a single spring or stream of water, which struck us as very odd, considering the expanse of snow above us, which must, we thought, melt sometimes.

With joy they hailed it, the only living thing in that wilderness of ice.

All along the white beach, up and down, there was no living thing in sight.

In no living thing are the lines of beauty more exquisitely defined than in the crescentic borders of these flukes.

O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.