at Sunset finding no probability of Capt Lewis arival, packed up the articles and took them into the lodge in which I lay last night.
— from The Journals of Lewis and Clark, 1804-1806 by William Clark

By the marvelous power of concentrated purpose Napoleon had left his name on the very stones of the capital, had burned it indelibly into the heart of every Frenchman, and had left it written in living letters all over Europe.
— from Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden

'Can you imagine why I left London, Mr Wrayburn?'
— from Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens

This was the first American steamboat of any size that I had seen; and certainly to an English eye it was infinitely less like a steamboat than a huge floating bath.
— from American Notes by Charles Dickens

The enemy occupied not only the city itself, with its long line of outer works, but the many forts which had been built to guard the approaches from the sea-such as at Beaulieu, Rosedew, White Bluff, Bonaventura, Thunderbolt, Cansten's Bluff, Forts Tatnall, Boggs, etc., etc.
— from Memoirs of General William T. Sherman — Complete by William T. (William Tecumseh) Sherman

The first thing he wanted to do was get the lower part of his body out of the bed, but he had never seen this lower part, and could not imagine what it looked like; it turned out to be too hard to move; it went so slowly; and finally, almost in a frenzy, when he carelessly shoved himself forwards with all the force he could gather, he chose the wrong direction, hit hard against the lower bedpost, and learned from the burning pain he felt that the lower part of his body might well, at present, be the most sensitive.
— from Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

Yet that is what it looks like.” Poirot nodded reflectively.
— from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie

I hadn’t any real idea what it looked like.
— from Anne of Green Gables by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

An earthly virtue is it which I love: little prudence is therein, and the least everyday wisdom.
— from Thus Spake Zarathustra: A Book for All and None by Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

I wept, I laughed like a person out of her senses.
— from History of Frederick the Second, Called Frederick the Great. by John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot) Abbott

She loved him with all the intensity and strength of her large nature, but her love could not, like Bertha's, find expression in words, in loving looks, and caressing ways.
— from Fairy Fingers A Novel by Anna Cora Ogden Mowatt Ritchie

We looked wistfully from Hayle over to St. Ives, with its long line of fishing boats tied up like horses to a church fence, but since we could follow only one road at once, held on our way to Penzance.
— from From Gretna Green to Land's End: A Literary Journey in England. by Katharine Lee Bates

Just before she concluded, she grew conscious of his gaze, and almost at once ceased speaking; her eyes fell a moment to meet it, and then she would have flashed them aside, but that it was impossible; lucid lakes of light, they met his own; she was forced to continue it, to return it, to forget all, as he was forgetting, in that long look.
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 07, No. 39, January, 1861 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various

This, too, was slow work; but it was infinitely less liable to attract attention than any other method of safe cracking with which Billy was familiar.
— from The Mucker by Edgar Rice Burroughs

They found clothing for me in which I looked like a marshman, and put more plaister on my face, the better to disguise me.
— from The MS. in a Red Box by John A. (John Arthur) Hamilton

In spite of what we have suffered on the voyage, in spite of what you, my loved Amélie, have suffered, I say: 'Blessed be the hour in which I left London!
— from The Mystery of the Lost Dauphin (Louis XVII) by Pardo Bazán, Emilia, condesa de

"Who is it?" "Why, it looks like Sandy Richards.
— from Fred Fenton on the Crew; Or, The Young Oarsmen of Riverport School by Allen Chapman