The perfect sage, according to them, is raised above all influence of external events; he submits to the law of destiny; he is exempt from desire and fear, joy or sorrow; he is not governed even by what he is exposed to necessarily, like sorrow and pain; he is free from the restraints of passion; he is like a god in his mental placidity.
— from The Old Roman World : the Grandeur and Failure of Its Civilization. by John Lord

The chief joy of scouting, however, is not to be found in what Baden-Powell calls "dear, drowsy, after-lunch Old England."
— from The Story of Baden-Powell 'The Wolf That Never Sleeps' by Harold Begbie

And even could he forget himself, and in self-devotion taste the sublime joy of sacrifice, he is not alone; and will his wife and children also become so many victims of his zeal for souls?
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 20, October 1874‐March 1875 by Various