But in so far as he interprets music by means of pictures, he himself rests in the quiet calm of Apollonian contemplation, however much all around him which he beholds through the medium of music is in a state of confused and violent motion.
— from The Birth of Tragedy; or, Hellenism and Pessimism by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

And she felt that it was almost ungrateful in her to have a secret feeling that the Helstone vicarage—nay, even the poor little house at Milton, with her anxious father and her invalid mother, and all the small household cares of comparative poverty, composed her idea of home.
— from North and South by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

But the silent spiritual awakenings he effected, the Christlike disciples he fashioned, are his imperishable miracles.
— from Autobiography of a Yogi by Paramahansa Yogananda

Like the other men of the party, with the ladies’ permission, he took off his coat, and his solid, comely figure in his white shirt-sleeves, with his red perspiring face and his impulsive movements, made a picture that imprinted itself vividly on the memory.
— from Anna Karenina by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

This offended Tientietnikov deeply, and though, when at length he spoke out on the subject, he retained sufficient presence of mind to compress his lips, and to preserve a gentle and courteous tone, his face flushed and his inner man was boiling.
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

`Ay!' answered the judge, `thou art a lucky fellow: I have travelled the circuit these forty years, and never found a horse in my life: but I'll tell thee what, friend, thou wast more lucky than thou didst know of; for thou didst not only find a horse, but a halter too, I promise thee.'
— from History of Tom Jones, a Foundling by Henry Fielding

`But I with al myn herte and al my might, As I have seyd, wol love, un-to my laste, 870 My dere herte, and al myn owene knight, In which myn herte growen is so faste, And his in me, that it shal ever laste.
— from Troilus and Criseyde by Geoffrey Chaucer

On this point I found and hazarded in my mind the most diverse answers, I established distinctions in periods, peoples, and castes, I became a specialist in my problem, and from my answers grew new questions, new investigations, new conjectures, new probabilities; until at last I had a land of my own and a soil of my own, a whole secret world growing and flowering, like hidden gardens of whose existence no one could have an inkling—oh, how happy are we, we finders of knowledge, provided that we know how to keep silent sufficiently long.
— from The Genealogy of Morals The Complete Works, Volume Thirteen, edited by Dr. Oscar Levy. by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

The estate had reached its parlous condition through cattle disease, through rascally bailiffs, through failures of the harvest, through such epidemic diseases that had killed off the best workmen, and, last, but not least, through the senseless conduct of the owner himself, who had furnished a house in Moscow in the latest style, and then squandered his every kopeck, so that nothing was left for his further maintenance, and it became necessary to mortgage the remains—including the peasants—of the estate.
— from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilevich Gogol

To know how far a happy ignorance may prolong the innocence of children, you must live among rude and simple people.
— from Emile by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Quâ slave, then, there is no Friendship towards him, only quâ man: for it is thought that there is some principle of Justice between every man, and every other who can share in law and be a party to an agreement; and so somewhat of Friendship, in so far as he is man.
— from The Ethics of Aristotle by Aristotle

Even in this solitary and almost deserted village a school flourishes (and here it may be remarked in passing that so diffused is public instruction in Paraguay that it is a rare thing to meet with a Paraguayan who cannot sign his name), and when M. Forgues and his companion ride away they are followed by the benign smiles of the magistrate and the bewildered looks of the scholars.
— from Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Volume 15, No. 90, June, 1875 by Various

When the metal has all been “reduced” or smelted, and run down to the bottom of the furnace, a hole is made, out of which it runs into the moulds; this is called “tapping the furnace.”
— from The Boy's Book of Industrial Information by Elisha Noyce

I looked in Jonathan Jelf's face, and he in mine.
— from A Night on the Borders of the Black Forest by Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards

With respect to the positions of the parasitic males, in relation to the impregnation of the ova in the females and hermaphrodites, it may be observed that in the two male Iblas, the elongated moveable body seems perfectly adapted for this end; in the males of the first three species of Scalpellum, the spermatozoa, owing to the manner in which the thorax is bent when protruded, would be easily discharged into the sack of the female or hermaphrodite; this would likewise probably happen with the complemental male of S. rostratum , considering its position within the orifice of the capitulum, between the mouth and the adductor scutorum muscle.
— from A Monograph on the Sub-class Cirripedia (Volume 1 of 2) The Lepadidae; Or, Pedunculated Cirripedes by Charles Darwin

Perhaps you may look upon it with a sense of pleasure and satisfaction, or even with genial smiles; perhaps you may feel at home in Master Martin's house, and linger gladly amongst his vats and barrels.
— from The Serapion Brethren, Vol. I. by E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus) Hoffmann

An able English writer on the subject of Colonization thus notices this astounding fact:— "And here it may be well to observe, that as long as negro slavery lasts, all colonies on the African coast, of whatever description, must tend to support it, because, in all commerce, the supply is more or less proportioned to the demand.
— from The Conflict with Slavery Part 1 from The Works of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume VII by John Greenleaf Whittier

It—it was too dreadful, I suppose, to find a home in my heart.
— from Varney the Vampire; Or, the Feast of Blood by Thomas Preskett Prest

But he is perhaps incapable now of finding any happiness in me.
— from The Triumph of Death by Gabriele D'Annunzio