It did not seem as if the subject of his address were of great importance; indeed, from his pointing, it some times appeared as if he were only inquiring his way; but the moon shone on his face as he spoke, and the girl was pleased to watch it, it seemed to breathe such an innocent and old-world kindness of disposition, yet with something high too, as of a well-founded self-content.
— from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

Tell me, is there nothing familiar about the hand-writing of it?” “Not that I know of.” “Do you not think that it bears a marked resemblance to your own hand-writing—carelessly disguised?” “No, I do not think so.”
— from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie

It did not seem as if the subject of his address were of great importance; indeed, from his pointing, it sometimes appeared as if he were only inquiring his way; but the moon shone on his face as he spoke, and the girl was pleased to watch it, it seemed to breathe such an innocent and old-world kindness of disposition, yet with something high too, as of a well-founded self-content.
— from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

That haunting sense kind of drew you.
— from Ulysses by James Joyce

“The Eyeos are governed by a king, no less absolute than the king of Dahomey, yet subject to a regulation of state, at once humiliating and extraordinary.
— from The Golden Bough: A Study of Magic and Religion by James George Frazer

At these words Sancho turned his eyes asquint, and in a still louder voice said, "Can it be your worship has forgotten that I am not a knight, or do you want me to end by vomiting up what bowels I have left after last night?
— from Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

Sancho took it, and as he was raising it to his mouth he was stopped by the cries of his master exclaiming, “Sancho, my son, drink not water; drink it not, my son, for it will kill thee; see, here I have the blessed balsam (and he held up the flask of liquor), and with drinking two drops of it thou wilt certainly be restored.” At these words Sancho turned his eyes asquint, and in a still louder voice said, “Can it be your worship has forgotten that I am not a knight, or do you want me to end by vomiting up what bowels I have left after last night?
— from The History of Don Quixote, Volume 1, Complete by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

The kind of pen used will depend on the kind of drawing you wish to make.
— from The Practice and Science of Drawing by Harold Speed

In all other kinds of debt you may cheat Jews and Christians as much as you like; and your knightly honor remains without a stain.
— from The Essays of Arthur Schopenhauer: the Wisdom of Life by Arthur Schopenhauer

He’s the kind of diffident youth who would have to be very sure before he ventured an opinion at all.”
— from The Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie

This is a story about a dog,—not the kind of dog you often see in the street here; not a fat, wrinkly pugdog, nor a smooth-skinned bulldog, nor even a big shaggy fellow, but a slim, silky-haired, sharp-eared little dog, the prettiest thing you can imagine.
— from How to Tell Stories to Children, and Some Stories to Tell by Sara Cone Bryant

Some passages, too, which I shall specify hereafter, indicated a fond kind of dotage; yet do I very much doubt whether the whole scene was not imposition, and the dictates of disappointment, inability, and pride, rather than the fruits of a brain extraordinarily distempered.
— from Memoirs of the Reign of King George the Third, Volume 2 (of 4) by Horace Walpole

His mind was confused, but his senses were alert; he was in a kind of dream, yet he was acutely conscious of the smell of new-made bread.
— from The Battle of the Strong: A Romance of Two Kingdoms — Complete by Gilbert Parker

Did you knock, or did you go right in?
— from Rosemary by Josephine Lawrence

My Dear Father: Once, many years ago, in a kind of despair, you were impelled to say that I would "never be anything but a rascally lawyer."
— from The Trail of the Sword, Volume 1 by Gilbert Parker

To tell the truth, he was not quite sure what kind of dogs Yakeman’s were, though he did not like to say so.
— from Mary: A Nursery Story for Very Little Children by Mrs. Molesworth

Many fine kinds of Dracænas, Yuccas, Agaves, etc., which have been seen to some perfection at our shows of late, are eminently adapted for standing out in summer, and are in fact benefited by it.
— from The Subtropical Garden; or, beauty of form in the flower garden. by W. (William) Robinson

During that period of time that you knew Oswald, did you become aware of the fact that he and Marina were having difficulties with their marriage?
— from Warren Commission (08 of 26): Hearings Vol. VIII (of 15) by United States. Warren Commission

Squire Partridge's son's here, 'long with a friend; been gunnin', want luncheon, and I'm all in the suds; do come down and see to 'em.' "'Where are they?' says Kitty, scrambling up her hair and settlin' her gown in a jiffy, as women have a knack of doin', you know.
— from Kitty's Class Day and Other Stories by Louisa May Alcott