That must have been really difficult for you.
He must have changed clothes during the night.
His mother must have been secretive as well.
He must have been overwhelmed with the responsibility - and guilt.
You must be exhausted.
He must be devastated.
It must have worked, because his trainees were some of the best officers.
Someone must have been killed.
You must be mistaken.
You must know that by now.
That must make you about five years old.
You must be starving.
Other buildings were cracked in places or had corners chipped off from them; but they must have been very beautiful before these accidents had happened to mar their perfection.
No; but they will grow together again, in time, and we must wait until they do.
But the rest of you must be destroyed in some way, and you cannot be planted, because I do not wish horses and cats and meat people growing all over our country.
And you must have better manners, Eureka, or something worse will happen to you.
"Then," decided Dorothy, "we must find our way out the best we can."
There's nothing cheerful about dying that I could ever see, although they say a cat has nine lives, and so must die nine times.
We must not be late.
Here they are; but you must never, _never_, NEVER think that Henry Longfellow wrote them.
But you must help me.
I know how you must have been overwearied with long hours of watching.
It must be written down so that people in other places and in other times may hear it read and sung.
She must be very uneasy about you.
It must have been quite an exciting time to be alive.
Everyone must be free in his associations, able to start businesses, enter into contracts, travel freely, speak openly, and exercise other such freedoms.
People play chess, so that object playing the Grand Master must be a person.
It will know sex offenders, who must register publicly, and warn you when they come to the door.
And according to widely used estimates, roughly a third of the planet's population lives on less than two dollars a day, an amount which must be regarded as close to absolute poverty.
So the problem must be that we have stretched the planet past its ability to feed its inhabitants, right?
How much more this difficulty must be augmented in the case of those who are both deaf and blind!
I must have read parts of many books (in those early days I think I never read any one book through) and a great deal of poetry in this uncomprehending way, until I discovered "Little Lord Fauntleroy," which was the first book of any consequence I read understandingly.
Through all the fables runs the thought that man's morality springs wholly from self-love, and that if that self-love is directed and restrained by reason, happiness must follow.
I must have made the acquaintance of Shylock and Satan about the same time, for the two characters were long associated in my mind.
But I must not forget that I was going to write about last summer in particular.
I have felt their hard, rough hands and realized what an endless struggle their existence must be--no more than a series of scrimmages, thwarted attempts to do something.
Books must be read as deliberately and reservedly as they were written.
The other is the maturity and experience of that; if that is our mother tongue, this is our father tongue, a reserved and select expression, too significant to be heard by the ear, which we must be born again in order to speak.
Or suppose he comes from reading a Greek or Latin classic in the original, whose praises are familiar even to the so-called illiterate; he will find nobody at all to speak to, but must keep silence about it.
A man must find his occasions in himself, it is true.
Confucius says truly, "Virtue does not remain as an abandoned orphan; it must of necessity have neighbors."
The bullet of your thought must have overcome its lateral and ricochet motion and fallen into its last and steady course before it reaches the ear of the hearer, else it may plow out again through the side of his head.
"You must excuse me, dear Vicomte," said Prince Vasili to the Frenchman, holding him down by the sleeve in a friendly way to prevent his rising.
"What a nice figure the policeman must have cut, my dear!" shouted the count, dying with laughter.
I absolutely must see him, however painful it may be for me.
"And it must seem to you," said Boris flushing slightly, but not changing his tone or attitude, "it must seem to you that everyone is trying to get something out of the rich man?"
You must excuse me," said he, putting Pierre at ease instead of being put at ease by him, "but I hope I have not offended you.
He must not be left like this.