When only a child he liked to stand by the river and see the ships sailing past.
She liked him, too, even though he was different from Damian and Dusty.
Everyone liked the idea, so they returned to their rooms and cleaned up.
Adrienne wasn't sure she liked the drift of the conversation.
She instinctively liked Darcie.
We all liked New England but Quinn in particular, despised the high taxes of his home state.
In the winter he had a fire by which at noon he warmed his coffee in a kettle; and as he sat on a log to eat his dinner the chickadees would sometimes come round and alight on his arm and peck at the potato in his fingers; and he said that he "liked to have the little fellers about him."
If Alex liked being in control, and she liked him being in control, then there was no problem.
Much as she liked Sarah, the idea of Giddon's displeasure would prohibit any such intent.
He wasn't allowed to drink the juice he liked anymore.
He liked that idea more than he thought he should.
He liked her innocence.
It was in his nature, and it was something that wasn't going to change.
Spencer was nearly ten years older than her, but maybe she liked older men.
When she talked to people, she liked to do it face to face.
His only explanation was that he liked being alone.
I thought you liked it here.
He liked Cade, but not the situation.
Obviously he liked ranch work better than anything he had studied.
She knew what she liked, and it rarely had anything to do with what was in style.
She told our neighbor Mildred she'd done something she regretted 'cause now she really liked this guy and thought maybe she'd messed things up between them.
Neither Betsy nor I liked chain fast food so I looked in the windows of the café we liked.
Bianca liked Jenn, though she felt there was more to the woman than she could pinpoint.
I really liked her.
He was surprised to realize he liked the feeling.
Didn't think you Watchers liked us lesser beings contacting you.
She'd never liked the portal system outside of Hell; this one was scarier.
"I liked the woman," he told Cynthia.
He liked trying to get a rise out of her, and he really did want to know where they stood in her mind and whether or not he had to worry about her running off to make more deals with Darkyn.
Alex had always liked that shyness when it came to their love life.
He'd never liked Logan, but he'd never say it directly.
The prince allowed no one at Bald Hills to drive with ringing bells; but on a long journey Alpatych liked to have them.
In the corner room at the club, members gathered to read these broadsheets, and some liked the way Karpushka jeered at the French, saying: They will swell up with Russian cabbage, burst with our buckwheat porridge, and choke themselves with cabbage soup.
The first people to go away were the rich educated people who knew quite well that Vienna and Berlin had remained intact and that during Napoleon's occupation the inhabitants had spent their time pleasantly in the company of the charming Frenchmen whom the Russians, and especially the Russian ladies, then liked so much.
(He liked to see new faces.)
Everybody knew him, the Emperor liked him, and he was young and interesting.
After a few words about Princess Mary and her late father, whom Malvintseva had evidently not liked, and having asked what Nicholas knew of Prince Andrew, who also was evidently no favorite of hers, the important old lady dismissed Nicholas after repeating her invitation to come to see her.
He liked to talk and he talked well, adorning his speech with terms of endearment and with folk sayings which Pierre thought he invented himself, but the chief charm of his talk lay in the fact that the commonest events--sometimes just such as Pierre had witnessed without taking notice of them--assumed in Karataev's a character of solemn fitness.
He liked to hear the folk tales one of the soldiers used to tell of an evening (they were always the same), but most of all he liked to hear stories of real life.
The princess looked round and saw Natasha coming in, almost running-- that Natasha whom she had liked so little at their meeting in Moscow long since.
"If you liked him too, it would be a good thing for you to get married," he added rather more quickly, as if pleased at having found words he had long been seeking.
He wrote letters to his daughters and to Madame de Stael, read novels, liked the society of pretty women, jested with generals, officers, and soldiers, and never contradicted those who tried to prove anything to him.