Bad enough to face himself in a looking glass every day.

I always want to find something new in my glass.

I did not see Robert put anything in his glass last night.

She had put something else in the glass of water, too.

Could he learn to read those numbers in the glass?

Why did he keep thinking of the girl in the glass?

There was some green stuff in a glass on the table.

When that was done I went and had another look at myself in the glass.

It came to me when I was looking at myself in the glass last night.

And then suddenly she saw his image in the looking glass.