An army deficient in cavalry rarely obtains a great victory, and finds its retreats extremely difficult.
— from The Art of War by Jomini, Antoine Henri, baron de

If this ignorance were less pronounced, if our statesmen understood the vast importance of information to the enemy, and the equal importance to our generals that this information the enemy should NOT obtain, then the public craving for information regarding every detail of what occurs in the field, and the demand for the wide publication thereof, would certainly be repressed.
— from The Reality of War: A Companion to Clausewitz by Stewart Lygon Murray

One or two fortunate illustrations redeemed every defect, so far as the audience (but not the speaker) was concerned.
— from Extempore Speech: How to Acquire and Practice It by William Pittenger

‘Oh, an old friend,’ I replied easily; ‘Dacres Tottenham, a dear fellow, and most benevolent.
— from The Pool in the Desert by Sara Jeannette Duncan

My son said, and I admired the way he spoke up boldly to his father, "Father, I read each day of the progress of the Revolution, of the new China that was being formed, and I could not stay on and study books while I might be helping here."
— from My Lady of the Chinese Courtyard by Elizabeth Cooper

And if I had been a better business man, I should have written less movingly, for I recognised, even during my inspiration, that it was against my interests to reunite him to you.
— from A Chair on the Boulevard by Leonard Merrick

The French fever is rising every day.
— from The Maid of Maiden Lane by Amelia E. Barr

Whether, with the menace of foreign invasion removed, enough day-by-day detailed energy would exist for the reorganization of industry, is a doubtful question, as to which only time can decide.
— from The Practice and Theory of Bolshevism by Bertrand Russell

Our rain has been as constant as yours, for it rains every day, but it has not been accompanied by violent storms.
— from The Life and Letters of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Volume 1 (of 2) by Marshall, Julian, Mrs.

Then, tired of it, she had given it up; and now for the last week or two, ever since Fritzing had told her that if they fled it would have to be on bicycles, she had pretended a renewed passion for it, riding every day round and round a circle of which the chilled and astonished Countess Disthal, whose duty it was to stand and watch, had been the disgusted central point.
— from The Princess Priscilla's Fortnight by Elizabeth Von Arnim