"felt" in the Big Book

I felt like Napoleon returning from Elba.

I have since talked with scores of men who felt the same way.

At long last I saw, I felt, I believed.

We made a list of people I had hurt or toward whom I felt resentment.

I felt lifted up, as though the great clean wind of a mountain top blew through and through.

I have never seen one single case recover, where that state of mind existed to the extent that it does in you.’’ Our friend felt as though the gates of hell had closed on him with a clang.

If what we have learned and felt and seen means anything at all, it means that all of us, whatever our race, creed, or color are the children of a living Creator with whom we may form a relationship upon simple and understandable terms as soon as we are willing and honest enough to try.

All of us felt at times that we were regaining control, but such intervals—usually brief—were inevitably followed by still less control, which led in time to pitiful and incomprehensible demoralization.

Many of us felt that we had plenty of character.

I remember I felt irritated that I had to be a salesman for a concern I once owned.

On the way I felt hungry so I stopped at a roadside place where they have a bar.

I vaguely sensed I was not being any too smart, but felt reassured as I was taking the whiskey on a full stomach.

I felt I had every right to be self-confident, that it would be only a matter of exercising my will power and keeping on guard.

Physically, I felt fine.

He had felt only the first nip of the wringer.

Our friend’s gorge rose as he bitterly cried out: “If there is a God, He certainly hasn’t done anything for me!’’ But later, alone in his room, he asked himself this question: “Is it possible that all the religious people I have known are wrong?’’ While pondering the answer he felt as though he lived in hell.

As we felt new power flow in, as we enjoyed peace of mind, as we discovered we could face life successfully, as we became conscious of His presence, we began to lose our fear of today, tomorrow or the hereafter.

This was only a beginning, though if honestly and humbly made, an effect, sometimes a very great one, was felt at once.

It set in motion trains of circumstances which brought us misfortune we felt we didn’t deserve.

He felt that he had done a wrong he could not possibly make right.

Tell him you once felt as he does, but you doubt whether you would have made much progress had you not taken action.

Frequently, you have felt obliged to tell your husband’s employer and his friends that he was sick, when as a matter of fact he was tight.

I felt this was inevitable and wondered if the bank was doing the man an injustice.

So, you see, there were three alcoholics in that town, who now felt they had to give to others what they had found, or be sunk.

Many of us have felt, for the first time, the Presence and Power of God within its walls.