Verhaeren in his drama has now attempted to depict the tragedy of the woman who endures fearful suffering because she is always desired in lust and no more; who is consumed by the torture of being ever robbed from lover by lover; of never knowing the look of pure eyes, calm converse, quiet breathing; who is cursed always to stand at the pyre of passion, with the flames
— from Émile Verhaeren by Stefan Zweig

There had been little or no knowledge of Greek in western Europe during the Middle Ages, and only a very imperfect knowledge of the Latin classics.
— from From Chaucer to Tennyson With Twenty-Nine Portraits and Selections from Thirty Authors by Henry A. (Henry Augustin) Beers

It was still too dark for him to distinguish objects clearly, and for a moment he felt that queer sensation of being lost, of not knowing just where he was—-that feeling which sometimes comes to one even in the most familiar surroundings.
— from The Boy Scouts on Picket Duty by Robert Shaler