Findings:

Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "He frowned at his watch as if it was his mind..."

As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
Do you imagine that his mind may have found its worldline, a track for it to fit into?
He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
watch his heart turning into rock
I saved his life. He does not know it.
He just left his body
Passages in the Bible where God changes his mind
Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
My man was shot for his sheep coat
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
mr. T pities the fool regardless of whether he is wearing his seatbelt
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
How the King Changed His Mind
He flops over and bonks his head
He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
Out of his fucking mind
Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
His version was better
The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
His mind went blank against the flesh next to him
He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
He made a way to his anger
he is too shy to write his tale
He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
It Was a Lover and His Lass
So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
He weaves his words
A man with a tapeworm up his nose
he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
The Brazier and His Dog
Surah 80 He Frowned!
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
how Wiener found his way home
How the Camel Got His Hump
Picked his bones in whispers
Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
To His Mistress Going to Bed
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
His Royal Highness
The Eagle and His Captor
How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
All he left her was alone
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
he was a punk poet himself
some say he was never here at all
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
The Fisherman and His Nets
The Ass and His Purchaser
How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
How the Whale Got His Throat
pull the steel wool over his eyes
If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
Von Kempelen and his Discovery
Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
Pascal on his deathbed
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
he likes to watch you walk
The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
Shaymus is older than I thought he was
That's Just How He Was
He was hard in all the wrong places
The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
Spinning in his grave
A Boy and His Dog
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
His Name Is Alive
Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
The Ass and His Masters
The Ass and His Shadow
The Ass and His Driver
The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
To His Coy Mistress
How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
An Irish Airman foresees his Death
More than he was willing to give
Let the earth hear his voice
Johnny Got His Gun
Innocent contact with his flesh
A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
The Man and His Wife
he listened so well, he was still curious.
He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
At least he was gentle
The Trial: Andrew Johnson was not guilty of the crimes for which he was impeached.
She was coming out as he was going in.
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
In the foyer of my mind, he remains, never venturing into the parlor
The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
He was found
In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
He Was Only Joking
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
his
making certain he was touching her
Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
On His Blindness
I married him because he was not mean
The General in his Labyrinth
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
His hips know the original dance
He was a man stuck between the objective and the subjective
Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
Touch the Hem of His Garment
His girlfriend
Atom and His Package
too big for his britches
He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
de Molay recanted his confession

If you Log in you could create a "He frowned at his watch as if it was his mind..." node. If you don't already have an account, you can register here.