I felt down-hearted and unhappy all day long, and when I laid down upon the hard board at night, my heart was oppressed with such a load of grief, it seemed that it must break.
— from Twelve Years a Slave Narrative of Solomon Northup, a Citizen of New-York, Kidnapped in Washington City in 1841, and Rescued in 1853, from a Cotton Plantation near the Red River in Louisiana by Solomon Northup

The layover of Gylingden is somehow two opaque for them, I almost think.
— from Wylder's Hand by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

When I excite a motion in some part of my body, if it be free or without resistance, I say there is Space; but if I find a resistance, then I say there is Body; and in proportion as the resistance to motion is lesser or greater, I say the space is more or less pure.
— from A Treatise Concerning the Principles of Human Knowledge by George Berkeley

And they [the Antinomians] teach perniciously that the Law of God is simply to be removed from the church, which is blasphemous and sacrilegious.
— from Historical Introductions to the Symbolical Books of the Evangelical Lutheran Church by F. (Friedrich) Bente

His was to bear As Lamb of God in sacrifice, the weight Of the world's sin.
— from The Epic of Paul by William Cleaver Wilkinson

There are no high mountains in Alaska, and one year seems to be rather a long period, yet the general fact remains; secondly, a button of wood, or ivory, or stone, called a labret, is placed in the lower lip of girls, in some tribes of boys, in other of both.
— from Harper's Round Table, July 30, 1895 by Various

The madness that afflicted the last years of the life of George III seems to have taken possession of the British ministry.
— from Ten Great Events in History by James Johonnot

For the Sevillian señoras are accustomed to lend their most valuable gems to their favorite Virgins for the Semana Santa , and San Lorenzo's Lady of Grief is said to have worn this night the worth of millions.
— from Spanish Highways and Byways by Katharine Lee Bates

But the love of God implies surely the individual; love has little content indeed if its object is merely a collective noun, an abstract, a concept.
— from The Jesus of History by T. R. (Terrot Reaveley) Glover

It was necessary to take the only guide I had and to go straight upwards wherever the line of greatest inclination seemed to lie, for that at least would take me to a summit and probably to a view of the valley; whereas if I tried to make for the shoulder of the hill (which had been my first intention) I might have wandered about till nightfall.
— from The Path to Rome by Hilaire Belloc