Before the concert began, it was polite to take one's seat as the lights dimmed.

By the time the speaker began, each guest had taken one's seat.

Each guest, taking one's seat, glanced around the banquet hall.

At the gallery opening, one feasted one's eyes on the exquisite paintings and delicate brushwork.

Walking through the orchard, one couldn't help feasting one's eyes on the ripening fruit.

It's hard not to feast one's eyes on the stunning city skyline at night.

In one's born days, one seldom witnesses someone give away everything they own to help a stranger.

A recruit must earn one's wings before being entrusted with independent missions.

Whenever one thinks of the prize, it's hard not to rub one's hands in excitement.

It's easy to lower one's guard when people are polite, but you should stay cautious.