The last time we were together I knew he wanted me.

I don't know, he thought, and for the first time knew it was true.

From that time on my family knew I was interested in politics.

Never has he known the time to pass so slowly.

I've heard that a few too many times, you know?

This time of morning he knew just where the second officer would be.

The first time, 10 years ago, my brother knew the man who ran the home.

His fifth time through the computer into God only knew what.

This time, however, you know that it is not true.

All the time, however, they know they're leaving at the back of five.