So home, calling in Ducke Lane for the book I bought this morning, and so home, and wrote my letters at the office, and then home to supper and to bed.
— from The Diary of Samuel Pepys — Complete by Samuel Pepys

I have since that time frequently thought that, acquainted with my destiny, she could not refrain from a momentary concern for my fate.
— from The Confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau — Complete by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

“If your Lordship, by any other means, knew the circumstances attending my acquaintance with Mr. Macartney, I am most sure you would yourself disapprove my relating them.
— from Evelina, Or, the History of a Young Lady's Entrance into the World by Fanny Burney

In your eyes I am a wild man, and in mine you are a simple peasant woman with no understanding.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

Dreamed indeed I have, and that right lustily; but I could take along with me no more thereof that I did goodly understand save only that I in my vision had a pretty, fair, young, gallant, handsome woman, who no less lovingly and kindly treated and entertained me, hugged, cherished, cockered, dandled, and made much of me, as if I had been another neat dilly-darling minion, like Adonis.
— from Gargantua and Pantagruel by François Rabelais

And then the tendency from that point forward is either to fall in with the theory that the movement is really Jewish in its origin, agitation, execution and purpose, or to set up the theory that it is a "world movement" undoubtedly, but only incidentally Jewish.
— from The International Jew : The World's Foremost Problem by Anonymous

But when the cobbler or any other man whom nature designed to be a trader, having his heart lifted up by wealth or strength or the number of his followers, or any like advantage, attempts to force his way into the class of warriors, or a warrior into that of legislators and guardians, for which he is unfitted, and either to take the implements or the duties of the other; or when one man is trader, legislator, and warrior all in one, then I think you will agree with me in saying that this interchange and this meddling of one with another is the ruin of the State.
— from The Republic by Plato

And even if the demons have any power in these matters, they have only that power which the secret decree of the Almighty allots to them, in order that we may not set too great store by earthly prosperity, seeing it is oftentimes vouchsafed even to wicked men like Marius; and that we may not, on the other hand, regard it as an evil, since we see that many good and pious worshippers of the one true God are, in spite of the demons, pre-eminently successful; and, finally, that we may not suppose that these unclean spirits are either to be propitiated or feared for the sake of earthly blessings or calamities: for as wicked men on earth cannot do all they would, so
— from The City of God, Volume I by Augustine, Saint, Bishop of Hippo

‘What a noble figure she has; and what magnificent black eyes; and what a fine spirit of her own; and what a tongue of her own, too, when she likes to use it.
— from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë

And what may make us more to enjoy in God than to see in Him that He enjoyeth in the highest of all His works?
— from Revelations of Divine Love by of Norwich Julian

When you came down the aisle, I hardly dared to look at you; and yet it seems to me now that you are more lovely here alone with me.
— from Jewel Weed by Alice Ames Winter

Then he handed Lady Milborough the letter, which she read very slowly, and with much care.
— from He Knew He Was Right by Anthony Trollope

On coming back to the walls after dinner I found a telegram from the Herat Gate, to say that large bodies of men were advancing with music, &c. Knowing the anxious nature of my friend in command there the information did not much excite me, and I waited till I could get down to the S.W. Bastion before deciding if any special measures were necessary.
— from Private Journal of Henry Francis Brooke Late Brigadier-General Commanding 2nd Infantry Brigade, Kandahar Field Force, Southern Afghanistan, from April 22nd to August 16th, 1880 by Henry Francis Brooke

To us soldiers, and most of all to soldiers in the line, an Armistice would mean more than any words could tell.
— from Combed Out by F. A. (Frederick Augustus) Voigt

The pages of the Christian Bible are aflame with magic, and, on opening the Old Testament, one seems to stand on the threshold of an unmeasurable cavern, where dreams the Great Magician that inhabiteth Eternity.
— from The Metaphysic of Christianity and Buddhism: A Symphony by D. M. (Dawsonne Melanchthon) Strong

Did he say anything?" "Not a word; merely stuck out his arm and out we went.
— from Under the Andes by Rex Stout

He had reached the foot of the rock where I stood, when Rokóa with a bound placed himself between us, and though without any weapon, motioned him back, with a gesture so commanding, and an air at once so quiet, and so fearless, that the priest paused.
— from The Island Home by Richard Archer

'But she hath done the deed and will merit the doom.' 'Cease, hasty man,' said King Arthur sternly; 'it goeth to my heart to hear ye pronounce the doom thou wouldst visit upon that fair lady.
— from King Arthur's Knights The Tales Re-told for Boys & Girls by Henry Gilbert

He had stepped into the office to mail Gussie's valentine, and was much surprised when a beautiful envelope was placed in his hands.
— from Miss Dexie A Romance of the Provinces by Stanford Eveleth

O, if you could guess how I have nursed that pretty babe when alone in distant lands; how I have doated on her little winning ways, and been gladdened by the music of her prattle; how I have exulted to behold her loveliness gradually expanding, as she was ever at my side, in peril as in peace, in camp as in quarters, in sickness as in health, still—still, the blessed angel of a bad man's life—a wicked, hard old man, kind neighbour—if you knew more—more, than for her sake I dare tell you—and if you could conceive the love my Emmy bears for me, you would not think it strange—think it strange—" He could not say a syllable more; and the admiral, with Mr. Saunders, too, who joined them in the study, looked very little able to console that poor old man.
— from The Twins: A Domestic Novel by Martin Farquhar Tupper