The table before me, the feast, the lights, shimmered, lost substance.

The light became brighter, and the figures seemed to become translucent, as if they were losing substance.

Yes, and when it died it again lost physical substance.

The flesh under her lips, his body was losing substance.

Even the floor beneath his feet had somehow lost substance.

And here again the language was shaded so that a translation must lose substance.

But the tradition rapidly lost substance as, in the course of the late ninth century, the middle kingdom fell to pieces.

The image lost substance, became a schematic, and rotated level, then side on.

Massed in the transept, they were losing substance and definition.

It wasn't hard to keep him from leaving, as his body seemed to have lost substance, some vital stuff stolen by that hand passing through.