All that he insisted upon was, that he would not live in the same town or county with one who had been guilty of such an action.
And he had felt somehow that although other men would live their day and die, the Joyners were a race apart, not subject to this law.
So many unearthly sights and sounds had been reported thereabout that nobody would live there.
Later the race would again face death, yet would live through another forward migration of its best minds into the bodies of others who had a longer physical span ahead of them.
His mind was made up: he would not live on in his body slaying his soul.
He who would live at peace must take the byways.
The Bergsons had a log house, for instance, only because Mrs. Bergson would not live in a sod house.
And they would live in me still, and punish me if I did not obey them.
Of course, the lodger was eccentric, otherwise he wouldn’t be their lodger at all—he would be living in quite a different sort of way with some of his relations, or with a friend in his own class.
Henceforth she would be living as a haunted woman.