Which is perhaps why certain kinds of people feel the need to jump in.

She had found herself wondering on her way what kind of person felt drawn to prison work.

The kind of place that made a good citizen feel like a loser.

The kind of stare that feels like pressure between the eyes.

The kind of glass you can see and feel on any building anywhere.

But that kind of talk felt dangerous, and she tried to stay away from it.

Was that what the Old Man's kind of power felt like, all the time?

It is something that Thinker and his kind perhaps could never feel.

He hadn't felt that kind of rush since his wife died.

The kind of woman a man would feel comfortable buying a beer.