I'd suddenly think of an object.
He suddenly thought of his neighbors awakening to the sound.
As I stabbed the air, I suddenly thought of the fat woman, the ex-United Airlines stewardess.
"To suddenly think of myself as submissive is one of the hardest things," a magazine publisher said.
Aryeh Zelnik suddenly thought of his father, who had also swathed his body's smells in the pungent aroma of aftershave.
On one such occasion, talking with Caro in a Bennington campus garden, Olitski suddenly thought of a painting that would be as evanescent as sculpture was material.
I was coming home on the bus from buying something at the patisserie and I suddenly thought of all the people who are now not here who would be incredibly happy.
If I'm writing a scene, I might suddenly think of Alain Resnais, or Alain Tanner, who took me on as his assistant, or Louis Malle, who loved documentary and fiction – he was curious about everything.
Mr. Tanimoto, ashamed of hurting wounded people, embarrassed at being able to walk upright, suddenly thought of the naval hospital ship, which had not come (it never did), and he had for a moment a feeling of blind, murderous rage at the crew of the ship, and then at all doctors.
Sitting in a park, for example, we might dwell on the look of an oak tree, or suddenly think of an original stanza of poetry, or a snatch of melody.
