Part,  Chapter

 1    I,  I  |      out, giving to the eye the sensation of flesh gleaming through
 2    I,  III|         a strange and delicious sensation of abounding life which
 3    I,  III|        stopped, the activity of sensation.~He thought, as his glance
 4    I,  III|       to paint!”~He felt such a sensation of freedom and clear-sightedness
 5    I,  III|       time he had forgotten the sensation of impatience that a lover
 6   II,  II |       had forgotten the precise sensation, something like a dream
 7   II,  IV |         startled perhaps by the sensation of an awakening. An awakening?
 8   II,  IV |        he often had the strange sensation of her presence in the studio.~
 9   II,  IV |       streets of Paris; and the sensation of that street success,
10   II,  V  |        fixed idea had created a sensation of the epidermis, the sensation
11   II,  V  | sensation of the epidermis, the sensation of growing old, continuous
12   II,  VI |     such discouragement, such a sensation of having reached the end
13   II,  VI |        But whence had come that sensation of inexpressible, frozen