I waited her awaking, possessed with one painful thought, which I longed to impart to her.

Suddenly a sublime thought possessed me.

She sighed crossly, was about to dispose of the paper when a wicked thought possessed her.

As I make my way past a house, my nose detects the smell of food, and the thought of wolfing down something to eat possesses me.

She felt the thoughts possess her, but the sense of dislocation from her body was more subtle, hardly perceptible.

But other thoughts possess other forms as well.

The same black thought, possessed them all at the same time, and an aura of gloom obsessed the room.

The once bubbly Seles found a reservoir of toughness that some thought she did not possess.

Why did these thoughts possess her?