Some sorcerer, some witch-man, no doubt: it looked fiendlike enough. '
— from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad

And while I suffer thus, there comes no ray Of hope to gladden me athwart the gloom; Nor do I look for it in my despair; But rather clinging to a cureless woe, All hope do I abjure for evermore.
— from The History of Don Quixote, Volume 1, Complete by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

For Mesopotamia and the kingdom of Chaldea and Arabia be between the two p. 97 rivers of Tigris and of Euphrates; and the kingdom of Media and of Persia be between the rivers of Nile and of Tigris; and the kingdom of Syria, whereof I have spoken before, and Palestine and Phoenicia be between Euphrates and the sea Mediterranean, the which sea dureth in length from Morocco, upon the sea of Spain, unto the Great Sea, so that it lasteth beyond Constantinople 3040 miles of Lombardy.
— from The Travels of Sir John Mandeville by Mandeville, John, Sir

And that the moon derives its light from the sun.
— from The Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers by Diogenes Laertius

He also compares those spiritual things to the vast and conspicuous heavenly bodies, as if God were the sun, and the soul the moon; for they suppose that the moon derives its light from the sun.
— from The City of God, Volume I by Augustine, Saint, Bishop of Hippo

[themselves]: here again we distinguish with our feeling [that which does the] moving and [that which is] moved, 11 and we never get out of this circle, because the belief in things 12 has been from time immemorial rooted in our nature.—When Kant says "the intellect does not derive its laws from nature, but dictates them to her" he states the full truth as regards the idea of nature which we form (nature = world, as notion, that is, as error) but which is merely the synthesis of a host of errors of the intellect.
— from Human, All Too Human: A Book for Free Spirits by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

In the earlier period the design had to be a drawing in line for the engraver to cut out and reproduce by leaving the original lines in relief; now the design may be a washed sketch, the tints of which the engraver reproduces by cutting lines of his own in intaglio.
— from A History of Wood-Engraving by George Edward Woodberry

But Morfed did not answer the cry, and the great adder, roused by it, moved restlessly in its coils, darting its long forked tongue into the hollow of the stone as if it sought somewhat.
— from A Prince of Cornwall A Story of Glastonbury and the West in the Days of Ina of Wessex by Charles W. (Charles Watts) Whistler

Moreover, she feared that Elsie's capability did not point to what is called the legitimate drama; it looked from the first as if she would make straight for vaudeville and, perhaps, never go further.
— from Elsie Marley, Honey by Joslyn Gray

Sleep if you like; in sleep your soul assuage; Or if you choose with me to hold discourse, I look for talk of love, and deeds of force.
— from Renaissance in Italy, Volume 4 (of 7) Italian Literature, Part 1 by John Addington Symonds

The author has, a little above, used an argument, much to the honour of the Catholic church—her unceasing diligence in labouring for the conversion of the heathen; a task, in which her missionaries have laboured with unwearied assiduity, encountering fatigue, danger, and martyrdom itself, in winning souls to the faith.
— from The Works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 10 by John Dryden

Now every thought and every action that has left no visible traces, or none but what have since disappeared, is lost for history; is as though it had never been.
— from Introduction to the Study of History by Charles Seignobos

His bargaining for the lodgings proved him a man of thrift to the point of meanness, a quality not to be despised in lodgers, for, as Mistress Hodges often said to Mistress Judd, "Gentlemen are ever most liberal who least mean to pay."
— from On the Lightship by Herman Knickerbocker Vielé

I remember," said Broxbourne, shaking the ash from his cigarette, "I was in a tearing hurry when I answered your letter—it was the very day I left for America, in fact.
— from Capricious Caroline by Effie Adelaide Rowlands