sob

I am sitting on the Turkish-Syrian border, adjacent to the city of Kobani, watching hundreds of children sob.

Until 1972 it was called simply The Senate Office Building – SOB for short.

I remember Cat Deeley literally took your head into her arms and let you sob on her shoulder.

She waited for the inexplicable sentiment to fade away, but instead it intensified and she began to sob.

Finally, Cleese goose-steps out of the dining room as the hapless Germans cringe and sob.

A sob rose in her throat, and broke from her lips transformed into a trembling, sharp, glad cry.

No sob, no sigh, forced its way from her heart, throbbing as though it would burst.

And no sooner had she guessed it than, with a choking sob, she told herself that what madame could do that could she also.

He was choking down a sob when he caught sight of some women with packs upon their backs.

“No,” she said decidedly; and her little lips were tightly compressed, so that they should not give vent to a sob.