In the tenth year his turn came round again; he again profited by it; he succeeded no better.
— from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo
He flourished about the forty-sixth Olympiad, in the third year of which he was archon at Athens, as Sosicrates records; and it was in this year that he enacted his laws; and he died in Cyprus, after he had lived eighty years, having given charge to his relations to carry his bones to Salamis, and there to burn them to ashes, and to scatter the ashes on the ground.
— from The Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers by Diogenes Laertius
"Oh, go on, go on; let's see, there's Clémence and Marie Tellec and Cosette and Fifine, Colette, Marie Verdier—" "All of whom are charming, most charming, but I never was serious—" "So help me, Moses," said Elliott, solemnly, "each and every one of those named have separately and in turn torn your heart with anguish and have also made me lose my place at Julian's in this same manner; each and every one, separately and in turn.
— from The King in Yellow by Robert W. (Robert William) Chambers
If you would only look into them, then your reading and writing would go to the winds.
— from The Hungry Stones, and Other Stories by Rabindranath Tagore
"With submission, sir," said Turkey, in his blandest tone, "I think that you are."
— from The Piazza Tales by Herman Melville
I think that you will discover a way of propitiating him, said Cebes; I am sure that you have put the argument with Harmonia in a manner that I could never have expected.
— from Phaedo by Plato
The only thing you can do is to take your salary," the engineer went on, looking at me; "you keep relying on patronage to faire le carrière as quickly and as easily as possible.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
Then, Romans, fear that Heaven, in time, To you may send the wage of crime, And justice, in our vengeful hands Placing its destructive brands, Hurl swift
— from The Fables of La Fontaine Translated into English Verse by Walter Thornbury and Illustrated by Gustave Doré by Jean de La Fontaine
No, I think that you are quite right.
— from Euthyphro by Plato
How could I tell you what it is to me, when I think that you are really coming; that you are going to live here for good, you and yours, and that what seemed a castle in the air is about to become a tangible reality; that we shall be together, not merely to run through the dissipations of a season, but to enjoy an intimate and uninterrupted intercourse?
— from Letters of Felix Mendelssohn to Ignaz and Charlotte Moscheles by Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy
If I talked to you fellows you would laugh at me.
— from Poor White: A Novel by Sherwood Anderson
The best time to go is the time you can go, of course, but you are more likely to find a great variety of things at the very lowest tide.
— from The Library of Work and Play: Outdoor Work by Mary Rogers Miller
"I thought that you were an entire stranger here."
— from Rod of the Lone Patrol by H. A. (Hiram Alfred) Cody
The pastor rose and apologizing for his intrusion, said: “I came in to tell you that the mob has gone and that I have found the girl whose disappearance caused all this trouble.
— from Against the Current: Simple Chapters from a Complex Life by Edward Alfred Steiner
“I—I beg your pardon—excuse me,” she began, but the gentleman did not seem to understand that she was speaking to him; half mechanically he raised his hat, under the impression that the young woman, or lady, he had scarcely observed which, was about to pass by him into the porch, when again she spoke, and this time more distinctly.
— from Hathercourt by Mrs. Molesworth
Now in all the cases the Medusæ, after having been thawed out, presented a ragged appearance, which was due to the disintegrating effect exerted by the ice-crystals while forming in the tissues; yet notwithstanding this mechanical injury superimposed on the physiological effects of such extreme cold, all the Medusæ recovered on being restored to sea-water of the normal temperature.
— from Jelly-Fish, Star-Fish, and Sea-Urchins: Being a Research on Primitive Nervous Systems by George John Romanes
It is true that you have not entitled your book: Morals of a Hospital!
— from Bouvard and Pécuchet: A Tragi-comic Novel of Bourgeois Life, part 2 by Gustave Flaubert
Is it always on the material side that we can count, weigh and measure unerringly; is it there that you must begin your search?
— from The Treasure of the Humble by Maurice Maeterlinck
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