"My son, you may now comprehend more fully that I am resurrected by divine decree," Sri Yukteswar continued, "as a savior of astrally reincarnating souls coming back from the causal sphere, in particular, rather than of those astral beings who are coming up from the earth.
— from Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda

Ang bátang taudtaud káun mahital, A child that doesn’t eat on a regular basis develops digestive disorders.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff

We lacked possums an' rabbits but dey didn' come twell Winter time when some of de men folks'd run 'crost one in de fiel'.
— from Slave Narratives: A Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves: Volume I, Alabama Narratives by United States. Work Projects Administration

It is also remarked by Dr Drake, “that in this version the couplet has led in almost [pg A-39] every page to the most ridiculous redundancies.
— from History of Roman Literature from its Earliest Period to the Augustan Age. Vol. II by John Colin Dunlop

I think when night towers up aloft and shakes the trembling dew How every high and lonely thought that thrills my being through Is but a ruddy berry dropped down through the purple air, And from the magic tree of life the fruit falls everywhere.
— from The Nuts of Knowledge: Lyrical Poems Old and New by George William Russell

The grounds are situated about a quarter of a mile off the Bladensburg road, and are reached by devious driveways.
— from The Great Conspiracy, Volume 7 by John Alexander Logan

It was fortunately possible to grant forty-eight hours' leave to all ranks before departure, destined to be the last home leave for some nineteen months, and on 23rd December the Battalion entrained at 10 a.m. for Southampton, where it embarked on H.T. Avon
— from The War History of the 4th Battalion, the London Regiment (Royal Fusiliers), 1914-1919 by F. Clive Grimwade

The boat's keel cut into the shimmer of pale green as into a field of glow-worms; it lighted up to left and right, blazing, dying down, rekindling fitfully as love itself; raining in spangles from the oars, dripping in jewels from Olwen's fingers as she dipped them over the side of the boat.
— from The Disturbing Charm by Berta Ruck

He waited for a reaction, but Duncan did not give him the satisfaction of a sublimation.
— from Terminal Compromise by Winn Schwartau