What a contrast in my feelings; for the one a subdued sorrow at the sudden ending of a life full-ripened, only that we would have 242 basked in its sunshine a little longer; for the other a keen anguish over the untimely cutting off in the dawn of existence, with the hopes and longings but just beginning to take form, the real purpose of life yet dimly developed, a great nature but half revealed.
— from The Life and Work of Susan B. Anthony (Volume 1 of 2) Including Public Addresses, Her Own Letters and Many From Her Contemporaries During Fifty Years by Ida Husted Harper

If I said more, it would only be the same thing written out at greater length, for I cannot now dwell on any other thought than that I may be through life Yours devotedly, DOROTHEA BROOKE.
— from Middlemarch by George Eliot

If you love your daughters, do not let them marry.
— from Father Goriot by Honoré de Balzac

Mengantarkan makan-makanan-nya, Yang di hulu, yang di hilir, Yang di laut, yang di darat, Anak unta bertujoh ekor Mengantarkan rezki-nya, Dan lagi gajah puteh sabrang lautan Mengantarkan rezki-mu.
— from Malay Magic Being an introduction to the folklore and popular religion of the Malay Peninsula by Walter William Skeat

‘Ah! you do well to remind me of the ladies, you dastardly deserter,’ cried he, shaking his formidable fist at his brother-in-law.
— from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë

Of course, I peopled the woods with everything ghastly, just like you do; don't you?”
— from This Side of Paradise by F. Scott (Francis Scott) Fitzgerald

My lord, you do discomfort all the host.
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

Everything lovely; yet, down deep, mighty forces heaving and tossing like a hidden monster seeking some prey to devour.
— from The Brighton Boys in the Submarine Treasure Ship by James R. Driscoll

I still love you, dad, despite--the cruel thing you did to me.
— from The Mysterious Rider by Zane Grey

‘Lay your deadly doing down,’ sang once some old hymn known to Calvinists.
— from The Rhythm of Life, and Other Essays by Alice Meynell

Nobody will ever understand me like you, dear Daddy; but Auntie means to be very kind, and I'll try my hardest to grow up so that you'll love me better when we meet again."
— from Princess Sarah, and Other Stories by John Strange Winter