There is no Glossary of this slang necessary, as it is only made up of small parcels, as occasion requires, and does not keep well without guiding sentences attached.
— from The Slang Dictionary: Etymological, Historical and Andecdotal by John Camden Hotten

This is already partly the case in the Atharva-veda , and in post-Vedic mythology he is only an Indian Neptune, god of the sea.
— from A History of Sanskrit Literature by Arthur Anthony Macdonell

Often she persisted in not going out, then, stifling, threw open the windows and put on light dresses.
— from Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert

Of all the absurdities that, thanks to poetry, will be repeated to the end of time, there is no greater one than saying that "Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away."
— from Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Of all the absurdities that, thanks to poetry, will be repeated to the end of time, there is no greater one than saying that “Cervantes smiled Spain’s chivalry away.”
— from The History of Don Quixote, Volume 1, Complete by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Everything in nature goes on the same on Sunday as on other days, and if beyond nature there be a God, then God works on Sunday as he does on all other days.
— from The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll, Complete Contents Dresden Edition—Twelve Volumes by Robert Green Ingersoll

"This nation is not given over to slavery and vice.
— from Miscellaneous Writings and Speeches — Volume 1 by Macaulay, Thomas Babington Macaulay, Baron

There are no sandy, dried-up districts in New Guinea or the Solomon Islands, and no long droughts; but rather a full fall of rain which makes the ground bring forth its produce in abundance.
— from The Savage South Seas by E. Way (Ernest Way) Elkington

Many naturalists hold the opinion that the badger sleeps during the winter, or at all events hibernates partially, that is to say, sleeps, like the squirrel, for a few weeks, awakes, and takes a hearty meal of the store of food it had sagaciously laid by in its nest ere retiring to winter quarters, and then, coiling itself up in its nest, goes off to sleep again.
— from The Irish Penny Journal, Vol. 1 No. 47, May 22, 1841 by Various

Of course after the years in the small house by the sea, I don’t remember the house, only the sea and the rocks, the house at Barnes grew in a way to be the same, but I never got over the suddenness of the end of the garden and always expected it to branch out into distances, every time I ran down it.
— from Deadlock: Pilgrimage, Volume 6 by Dorothy M. (Dorothy Miller) Richardson

"And is now going out to sea—to sea—to sea!"
— from McClure's Magazine, Vol. 6, No. 4, March, 1896 by Various

“It is not grandeur of that sort, but the grandeur of {330} coldness that I mean.
— from Lotta Schmidt, and Other Stories by Anthony Trollope