And now “The Antichrist,” after fifteen years of neglect, is being reprinted....
— from The Antichrist by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

I am forty years old now, and you know forty years is a whole lifetime; you know it is extreme old age.
— from Notes from the Underground by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

I am forty years old now, and you know forty years is a whole life-time; you know it is extreme old age.
— from White Nights and Other Stories The Novels of Fyodor Dostoevsky, Volume X by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

For her dear sake, and for your own not less, We wish you, gallant soldier-chief, success In a dread struggle keener, sterner far Than those you faced in the fierce lists of war.
— from Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 93, December 3, 1887 by Various

This poor infant was a sickly little creature, of about four years old, now far gone in consumption, and who found it too cold inside the mattress, where she slept with her brothers and sisters.
— from The Mysteries of Paris, Volume 2 of 6 by Eugène Sue

When he had last seen her, before leaving London, she was a rather world-worn woman of six-and-twenty, looking perhaps a few years older; now he gazed into her face and saw the haggard features of suffering middle age.
— from Isabel Clarendon, Vol. 2 (of 2) by George Gissing

I might live on Alone, and for another forty years, Or not quite forty, — are you happier now?
— from The Three Taverns: A Book of Poems by Edwin Arlington Robinson

I will come back and fetch you—" "Oh, no, I will go at once.
— from A Tale of a Lonely Parish by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford

I was then about five years old, now seventy-three.
— from Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910 by Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards

He is understood to begin somewhat as follows: "You ought not to expect me to respond for the [Pg 442] Army.
— from Marion's Faith. by Charles King

Still smiling, Eppstein pressed further: “Do you also consider me to be such a fourteen year old?” “No.
— from Travel Tales in the Promised Land (Palestine) by Karl May

And seeing my wounded heart is by this means almost made whole, I do pray unto God that either I may never feel the like again from you, or not be suffered to live, rather than I should fall again into those torments of your displeasure.
— from History of the United Netherlands from the Death of William the Silent to the Twelve Year's Truce — Complete (1584-86) by John Lothrop Motley