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She called me Miss Ailie, an honour I never got from her in all my life before.”
— from The Daft Days by Neil Munro
Attacking the Salvation Army may look like the advance of a forlorn hope, but this old dog has never yet let go after fixing his teeth into anything or anybody, and he is not going to begin now.
— from Life and Letters of Thomas Henry Huxley — Volume 3 by Thomas Henry Huxley
"After all, he is no gentleman.
— from Brian Fitz-Count: A Story of Wallingford Castle and Dorchester Abbey by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake
Every man, while conscious of freedom, should be fully aware of the existence of this law, and it should surely lead him to walk thoughtfully along the borders of “the undiscovered country,” his location in which he is determining by the habits of thought, feeling, and action, he is now generating. STRONGEST MOTIVE—REASONING IN A CIRCLE.
— from Doctrine of the Will by Asa Mahan
“This little wilful girl would come with Mr. Schöninger, madame,” she said; “and, as he is not going back, I was obliged to come and see her home again safely.”
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 17, April, 1873 to September, 1873 A Monthly Magazine of General Literature and Science by Various
She called me Miss Ailie, an honor I never got from her in all my life before.” “Do you think—do you think he gave Black the money?” said Bell, in a pleasant excitation.
— from Bud: A Novel by Neil Munro
Whether you take him in his earlier manner, in the "Charles O'Malley" vein of adventure, fox-hunting, steeple-chasing, Peninsular fighting, or in his later more intellectual studies of shady financiers, needy political adventurers, and the whole generation of usurers and blacklegs, he is always good; but alas and alas, he is never good enough.
— from Irish Books and Irish People by Stephen Lucius Gwynn
We are afraid he is not going to get well, Miss Brent.
— from Kindred of the Dust by Peter B. (Peter Bernard) Kyne
When this does happen, the product has no universal appeal and hence is not great poetry.
— from The Literature of Ecstasy by Albert Mordell
He began doing manual labour, would not let the servants wait on him, and above all he is now giving away his property.
— from The Light Shines in Darkness by Tolstoy, Leo, graf
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