On the other hand, a mere piece of sculpture , which is simply made for show and which is to please in itself, is as a corporeal presentation a mere imitation of nature, though with a reference to aesthetical Ideas; in it sensible truth is not to be carried so far that the product ceases to look like art and looks like a product of the elective will.
— from Kant's Critique of Judgement by Immanuel Kant

"But what is father's friend saying to make you look like a peony?
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

When she came down, looking like a pretty Quakeress in her dove-colored suit and straw bonnet tied with white, they all gathered about her to say "good-by," as tenderly as if she had been going to make the grand tour.
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

Of course, love letters are probably as numerous as need be, though the long distance telephone must have lowered the average of these, too.
— from Etiquette by Emily Post

"That is enough," said Dorothea; "run, Sancho, and kiss your lord's hand and beg his pardon, and henceforward be more circumspect with your praise and abuse; and say nothing in disparagement of that lady Toboso, of whom I know nothing save that I am her servant; and put your trust in God, for you will not fail to obtain some dignity so as to live like a prince."
— from Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

I was looking over the herd books last night, and I saw nothing about trematodes, or anything that looked like a parasite pattern until the last few months.”
— from The Lani People by Jesse F. (Jesse Franklin) Bone

He looked at his fellow prisoners and was amazed to see how they all loved life and prized it.
— from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

I gave him seven fish-hooks—all I had—and made him take them; and Seppi gave him his new knife and a humming-top painted red and yellow—atonements for swindles practised upon him formerly, as I learned later, and probably no longer remembered by Nikolaus now.
— from The Mysterious Stranger, and Other Stories by Mark Twain

Our visit over, we gathered up quite a promising lot of mail and started homeward with the Commodore looking like a peripatetic branch of the rural free delivery.
— from Virginia: the Old Dominion As seen from its colonial waterway, the historic river James, whose every succeeding turn reveals country replete with monuments and scenes recalling the march of history and its figures from the days of Captain John Smith to the present time by Frank W. Hutchins

A German lady, like a princess of ancient Greece, considers that it becomes her to do anything she chooses in her own house, and that the most convenient household workshop is the kitchen.
— from Home Life in Germany by Sidgwick, Alfred, Mrs.

The balance of interests which creates a constitutional system, the security of life, liberty, and property, which is the essence of every recognised social order, did not now exist in France.
— from A History of Modern Europe, 1792-1878 by Charles Alan Fyffe

Among the many picturesque spots in this cave are the Bridal Altar, formed of several pillars grouped into arches; the Old Arm Chair, in which Jenny Lind once sat and sang; the Giant's Coffin, a massive stone, forty feet long, twenty feet wide, and nine feet thick, that fell, ages ago, from above; Audubon Avenue; the Bat Chamber, where thousands of bats spend the [161] winter clinging to the ceiling, in most places smooth and white as if made by a master hand; the Devil's Arm Chair, a large stalagmite in which is a comfortable seat; Napoleon's Breast Works; Lover's Leap, and Gatewood's Dining Table; Fat Man's Misery, River Hall, and Bacon Chamber, the last looking like a part of a pork-packing house; the Dead Sea, the Corkscrew, the Holy Sepulcher, Martha Washington's Statue, Shelby's Dome; the rivers Lethe, Echo, and Styx; and last the Star Chamber, sixty feet wide, seventy feet high, and four hundred feet long.
— from Stories of Old Kentucky by Purcell, Martha C. Grassham, Mrs.

“Without you, my dear, I should live like a pig in a sty and revel in it,” chuckled the artist.
— from The Cry at Midnight by Mildred A. (Mildred Augustine) Wirt

Every woman looked like a princess.
— from The Cossacks: A Tale of 1852 by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

In Flora de Barral’s particular case ever since Anthony had suddenly broken his way into her hopeless and cruel existence she lived like a person liberated from a condemned cell by a natural cataclysm, a tempest, an earthquake; not absolutely terrified, because nothing can be worse than the eve of execution, but stunned, bewildered—abandoning herself passively.
— from Chance: A Tale in Two Parts by Joseph Conrad