Some of his thoughts he had managed to express clearly enough, while others might have been a little more incisive; but on the whole he was satisfied.

He was not satisfied in the sense that he thought he had accomplished a great work, but he was so far satisfied that he now felt that he had room to breathe.

Wind in one's sails, even if it is a storm, is preferable to a dead calm.

What emotions he must have stirred in many a careless soul! How many of his hearers might not now be struggling with the mighty thoughts which he had thrown amongst them?
In the mean time he looked out upon the street, and he felt almost inclined to wonder that the town showed its usual Sunday calm.

In the afternoon he expected the dean; he felt certain he would come, and he had a speech ready with which to receive him.