"Every psychical phenomenon is characterized by what the scholastics of the Middle Ages called the intentional (also the mental) inexistence of an object, and what we, although with not quite unambiguous expressions, would call relation to a content, direction towards an object (which is not here to be understood as a reality), or immanent objectivity.
These three he calls the act, the content and the object.
Inevitability without content is man's reason in its three forms.
Only by separating the two sources of cognition, related to one another as form to content, do we get the mutually exclusive and separately incomprehensible conceptions of freedom and inevitability.
Juliet Lundy, as my ward, was, I believe, contented and happy.
You are much too rich and too wonderful a personage for a homeless orphan like me; but," she added, tucking her arm through his with a contented little sigh, "I have you, and I shall not let you go!"
But the lieutenant, who was the toast-master, was not
contented with Sophia only.
He made examination of the
contents, but came to the conclusion that the glass objects were unsuitable.
If you are foolish enough to be
contented, don't show it, but grumble with the rest; and if you can do with a little, ask for a great deal.
But there was another who had seen the pouch and recognized it, who did advance with Achmet Zek, hovering above him, as silent and as sure as death itself, and as the Arab, finding a little spot less overgrown with bushes than he had yet encountered, prepared to gloat his eyes upon the
contents of the pouch, Tarzan paused directly above him, intent upon the same object.
Here I proceeded to examine its
contents. The powders were neatly enough made up, but not with the nicety of the dispensing chemist; so that it was plain they were of Jekyll's private manufacture: and when I opened one of the wrappers I found what seemed to me a simple crystalline salt of a white colour.
It happened one day that I passed a tree under which lay several dry gourds, and catching one up I amused myself with scooping out its
contents and pressing into it the juice of several bunches of grapes which hung from every bush.
