Initial responses frequently include a sense of "I don't know."
Little sense in worrying the kid until I know more.
When you read a book yourself, the senses know no limits.
Nor would there be, some sense within her knew.
Slowly, his sense of self returns, but he does not know anyone around him.
A sense of the world she had known for thirteen years crumbling to fragments about her.
I'm talking about you having sense enough to know you're hi over your head.
The spy was dismissed, had sense enough to know it.
No sense trying to be quiet anymore it wasn't like the aliens didn't know they were there.
Did ye not have sense enough to know what the ground would be like?
