The injunction What would you do, reinforced the proximity, not the empathy but the positioning.

I am cold.

I'm cold.

I feel hungry.

I'm hungry!

I am hungry.

I feel tired.

I feel itchy.

I'm not feeling well.

I feel cold.

I'm freezing.

I feel it.

And by that, I mean that I develop robots that are characters, but also robots that will eventually come to empathize with you.

I am thirsty.

I'm just curious.

I am bored.

I am not thirsty.

I'm not thirsty.

I'm so itchy.

I was feeling nauseous.

And I do not feel guilty.

I'm feeling fit.

I'm thirsty.

(1) I feel sad.

I got a call 30 minutes ago, on a poor phone line, saying that Arafat is dead, killed while working by Israeli fire. He was one of the emergency medics I met two nights ago, compassionate, emotionally strong, and with an unabashedly wacky sense of humour. I m more saddened by his death than I can express.

I didn't feel sick at all.

I don t feel particularly important.

I have a burning pain here.

I feel awkward in his presence.

Whenever I see you, I feel happy.

I feel dizzy every time I stand up.

I'm bored. I'll watch TV.

I'm feeling a little sick.

I feel so fat.

I'm feeling really sick.

I feel like I am failing him, she says.

I could actually feel it.

I feel for you.

But you could feel sympathy for the reaction he had when he was told that his favorite painting was actually a forgery.

Feriani's case quickly gained public sympathy, as campaigns, and protests calling for his immediate release were organized.

At readings Boie has done, some young German readers worry about the well being of Rahaf and Hassan.

I feel chilled to the bone today.

I have not felt well recently.

I don't feel safe here anymore.

I still feel terrible.