But your mind is warped by an innate principle of general integrity, and therefore not accessible to the cool reasonings of family partiality, or a desire of revenge.”
— from Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

Brown, soft-eyed children ran out from the quaint stone hovels to offer nosegays, or bunches of oranges still on the bough.
— from Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

de la Closure, Resident of France, was the most assiduous in his attentions.
— from The Confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau — Complete by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

All this I shall some day write at fuller length, and amidst these more stirring days I would tenderly sketch in these lovely summer evenings, when with the deep blue sky above us we lay in good comradeship among the long grasses by the wood and marveled at the strange fowl that swept over us and the quaint new creatures which crept from their burrows to watch us, while above us the boughs of the bushes were heavy with luscious fruit, and below us strange and lovely flowers peeped at us from among the herbage; or those long moonlit nights when we lay out upon the shimmering surface of the great lake and watched with wonder and awe the huge circles rippling out from the sudden splash of some fantastic monster; or the greenish gleam, far down in the deep water, of some strange creature upon the confines of darkness.
— from The Lost World by Arthur Conan Doyle

"You are my child," replied our father, "and when I call you, you should come immediately, if you have to pass through fire and water."
— from Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl, Written by Herself by Harriet A. (Harriet Ann) Jacobs

For me at least—in the circumstances then surrounding me—there arose out of the pure abstractions which the hypochondriac contrived to throw upon his canvass, an intensity of intolerable awe, no shadow of which felt I ever yet in the contemplation of the certainly glowing yet too concrete reveries of Fuseli.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 by Edgar Allan Poe

That’s Columbus river, only forty-nine miles to the Missouri.
— from The Gilded Age: A Tale of Today by Charles Dudley Warner

For me at least, in the circumstances then surrounding me, there arose out of the pure abstractions which the hypochondriac contrived to throw upon his canvas, an intensity of intolerable awe, no shadow of which felt I ever yet in the contemplation of the certainly glowing yet too concrete reveries of Fuseli.
— from The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe

Emma carved, put bits on his plate with all sorts of coquettish ways, and she laughed with a sonorous and libertine laugh when the froth of the champagne ran over from the glass to the rings on her fingers.
— from Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert

Have dogs dismember'd (on the naked plains), Or yet unmangled rest, his cold remains?" "O favour'd of the skies!
— from The Iliad by Homer

I N the early thirties of the last century, readers of Fraser’s Magazine were puzzled, startled or irritated by a certain ‘Clothes-Philosophy,’ which was expounded to them month by month by an almost unknown Scotch fire-eater, a lover of brand-new words and riotous syntax.
— from Papers from Lilliput by J. B. (John Boynton) Priestley

Then repeated bugle calls rang out, followed by the clear notes of the 'retreat' summoning the belated soldiers.
— from The Downfall (La Débâcle): A Story of the Horrors of War by Émile Zola

The Normans are broken in to Christianity, law and order; their land becomes one of the most civilized regions of France; the fiercest of church levellers are known as the greatest of church builders in Christendom.
— from Paris and Its Story by Thomas Okey

In addition to every conceivable form of business and social correspondence, there are letters of Condolence, Introduction, Congratulation, Felicitation, Advice and Favor; Letters accompanying presents; Notes on Love, Courtship and Marriage; Forms of Weddings Anniversaries, Socials, Parties, Notes, Wills, Deeds, Mortgages; Tables, Abbreviations, Classical Terms, Common Errors, Selections for Autograph Albums; Information concerning Rates on Foreign and Domestic Postage, together with a dictionary of nearly 10,000 Synonyms and other valuable information which space will not admit of mention.
— from The Boy Spy A substantially true record of secret service during the war of the rebellion, a correct account of events witnessed by a soldier by Joseph Orton Kerbey

This ice-plant grows plentifully in the chalky regions of France, and has there been recommended for use as a food, to be prepared like spinach.
— from The Wild Flowers of California: Their Names, Haunts, and Habits by Mary Elizabeth Parsons

There is a notable peculiarity about this the most purely New-England of our colleges,—the continual recurrence of familiar patronymics.
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 12, No. 71, September, 1863 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various

For it prevents Theology from rising into Theosophy (into transcendent concepts which confound Reason), or from sinking into Demonology (an anthropomorphic way of representing the highest Being).
— from Kant's Critique of Judgement by Immanuel Kant

While those who stood firm to the laws of the land, and only defended themselves, and their homes and country, were denominated " Mormons ," in contradistinction to the appellation of " citizens ," " whites ," etc., as if we had been some savage tribe, or some colored race of foreigners.
— from The Autobiography of Parley Parker Pratt One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Embracing His Life, Ministry, and Travels by Parley P. (Parley Parker) Pratt

Soon the great silences overawed him—periods of loneliness when he sat confronting his soul, his conscience on the bench as judge; his affections a special attorney:—silences of the night, in which he would listen for the strong, quick, manly footstep and the closing of the door in the corridor beyond:—silences of the dawn, when no clatter of hoofs followed by a cheery call rang out for some one to take Spitfire:—silences of the breakfast table, when he drank his coffee alone, Alec tip-toeing about like a lost spirit.
— from Kennedy Square by Francis Hopkinson Smith