And they're also curiously aggressive.

The townspeople looked curiously at me.

The townspeople looked curiously at me.

Now, hydrogen sulfide is curiously present in us.

Curiously, a flower bloomed on the withered up tree.

He stopped suddenly and looked curiously at her eager face.

And you're never asked back, curiously. That's strange to me.

What is it for? she asked curiously. For! cried out Martha.

I understood that certain ladies found the society of Mr Wickham curiously agreeable.

Well, it's a curiously neglected subject, both in our scientific and our philosophical culture.

And curiously, in these systems, as they grow larger, the systems don't converge they diverge more.

But curiously, Redwood rainforests, the fragments that we have left, to this day remain under explored.

The workers I got to know had a curiously abstract relationship with the product of their labor.

Thence his mind wandered back again to a topic that had taken a curiously firm hold of his imagination.

Martha stared at her a moment curiously before she took up her polishing brush and began to rub the grate again.

All right, said the intruder, as it seemed in a low voice curiously different from the huskiness of its first inquiry.

And curiously, and interestingly, it looks as though at any time about half the ants in the colony are just doing nothing.

Some of the crackles and pops were lightning, but the eerie whistles and curiously melodious chirps had a rather more exotic origin.

As the barman entered the room he saw Marvel, curiously crumpled up and struggling against the door that led to the yard and kitchen.

The entrance door was a huge one made of massive, curiously shaped panels of oak studded with big iron nails and bound with great iron bars.

But the bit that is always curiously missed out here, is that it also enables us to empathize for the first time, because there's a sort of necessary distance from the world.

Ants are not known to occur in Redwood trees, curiously enough, and we wondered whether this ant, this species of ant, was only endemic to that one tree, or possibly to that grove.

A broad window with leaded panes looked out upon the moor and over the mantel was another portrait of the stiff, plain little girl who seemed to stare at her more curiously than ever.

And it has these bulkheads made out of plywood, covered with fabric curiously similar, in fact, to the plywood canoes that Adrian's father used to make when he was a boy in their workshop.