It wasn't an easy decision.
Whatever the case, it certainly wasn't worth arguing about.
Hopefully she wasn't offended.
He wasn't hurt, he interjected.
It wasn't the first time she had gone to bed while he was out on a call, but it was the first time she had done so away from home.
It wasn't something she had considered before, but another thought followed his.
It wasn't true, of course.
"I couldn't be here if it wasn't," she said.
"It wasn't a peach, Eureka," said Dorothy.
I only hope it wasn't poison.
I merely said it wasn't fair.
He was senseless; but I knew he wasn't drowned.
Imagine if everyone frequently disputed charges: "I never got my order!" or "It wasn't what they promised it would be!" or "Yeah, I got a box in the mail, but it was full of rocks."
I told her that the book wasn't afraid, and must sleep in its case, and that "girl" mustn't read in bed.
I was incredulous when he first told me the secret.
He wasn't a-going to hurt himself.
Wasn't it fine when those Germans gave us lifts!
Wasn't he my friend?
Wasn't I fond of him?
It wasn't your fault so why should you mind?
It wasn't a case of urging them on, there was no holding them in till we reached the place.
You see, we were going away, so he would get it all; wasn't it so, your excellency? and again Timokhin turned to the prince.
Only one terrible doubt sometimes crossed his mind: Wasn't it all a dream?