And the fortunate defunct must feel, if he is still half as sentient as his dutiful descendants suppose, that his earthly life, like other approved comedies, has ended well.
— from The Soul of the Far East by Percival Lowell

The red tiles of the floor flashed before his eyes like lakes of blood.
— from The Undying Past by Hermann Sudermann

His eyes lingered longest on Rebecca, such a dainty little princess in her yellow silk and pearls and he sighted a little.
— from The New Land Stories of Jews Who Had a Part in the Making of Our Country by Elma Ehrlich Levinger

When he looks one through and through, with his eyes like lightning, one can hardly bear it.
— from The Serapion Brethren, Vol. I. by E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus) Hoffmann

His eyes lingered longest on the table where a row of books—law books of reference—always stood in a prim, neat row.
— from The Lead of Honour by Norval Richardson

But here, where everything was so different, and he saw none of the signs of ownership to which he was accustomed, the idea of property did not come to him; here everything looked lost, or on the same category with the chips and parings and crusts that were thrown out in the city, and became common property.
— from Sir Gibbie by George MacDonald

At the Jersey City depot he threw off his shawl and stood up, and then the figure he cut was extraordinary, for his coat proved to be merely a large cape, with [Pg 78] a small one above it, and under both came his extra long legs, or, rather, his long lavender trousers, for they appeared to have no legs within them.
— from Stevensoniana Being a Reprint of Various Literary and Pictorial Miscellany Associated with Robert Louis Stevenson, the Man and His Work by Various

As Perseus could only overcome the Gorgon, Medusa, by turning away his eyes, lest looking on her he should turn to stone, so Orestes was to avoid meeting his mother's glance, lest that should unman him and blunt his purpose.
— from Æschylos Tragedies and Fragments by Aeschylus

Those warnings flashed before her eyes like letters of fire, and she turned her face to the pillow as it were to hide from them, as well as to stifle the groans that could not have been wrung from her by bodily pain.
— from Heartsease; Or, The Brother's Wife by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge

Whether they did this because Zoar means little, or because it was fancied that they had “escaped,” like Lot of old, from a very unsanctified place, we cannot tell.
— from Our Churches and Chapels: Their Parsons, Priests, & Congregations Being a Critical and Historical Account of Every Place of Worship in Preston by Atticus