What is "musings"

Usage examples of "musings".

Pulled out of his musings by the sight, Jaryd soon joined Baden and the other mages in returning the waves and the smiles that accompanied them.

I was lost in fatigue and musings when suddenly Harlan's hand dropped to my shoulder.

This impassioned hatred would take careful tending to survive, and she dared not dally overmuch in her musings if he was to receive his just reward.

He had penetrated so deftly into the pattern of her own musings, she was pricked by a sudden fear that he could read her mind.

Paramount in her musings were memories of Maxim as he had appeared to her on that morning of her first attack, and she found herself wondering what it would be like for a woman to be freely and intimately familiar with a man like that and what it would be like to be able to claim such a magnificent specimen entirely as her own.

She began to pace again and mumbled her musings aloud as she orbited the couch.

Maxim acknowledged the knight's presence with a half-voiced sigh and returned to his musings, finding the glade now empty.

Carialle, distracted from her musings, noted his correction, tested it, found it good, and directed her internal mechanisms to make the adjustment.

With a start, he pulled himself out of his musings and handed the silver circle back to Kindan.

I think those day visions were not dark: there was a pleasurable illumination in your eye occasionally, a soft excitement in your aspect, which told of no bitter, bilious, hypochondriac brooding: your look revealed rather the sweet musings of youth when its spirit follows on willing wings the flight of Hope up and on to an ideal heaven.

I said, as I terminated my musings, "I will know something of him whose voice seemed last night to summon me.

Such musings were unlike Model, who was usually direct to the point of bluntness and altogether materialistic—assets in the makeup of a general officer.

The gist of her musings must have shown on her face, for when she suddenly whirled and seized a harpoon from the weapon rack, Ibn backpedaled fast and dove for cover behind a barrel of salted fish.

Shakti demanded, shattering his pleasantly salacious musings and returning him to the task at hand.

Racharran's voice intruded on his musings, "did Chakthi plan anything.