What they have related of the regions of the Mongol Empire lying further east consists merely of recollections of the bazaar and travel-talk of traders from those countries; whilst the notices of India, Persia, Arabia, and Ethiopia, are borrowed from Arabic Works.
— from The Travels of Marco Polo — Volume 1 by Rustichello of Pisa

[ES] Jacques Pataillot (Paris) #Consultor en Management en la firma Cap Gemini Ernst & Young *Entrevista del 26 de Enero de 2000 (entrevista original en francés)
— from Entretiens / Interviews / Entrevistas by Marie Lebert

—Siempre metidillo en la faena de sus libros.
— from Doña Perfecta by Benito Pérez Galdós

A nest of tuneful persons, to my eye Like four and twenty blackbirds in a pye, Which pye being opened they began to sing' (This old song and new simile holds good), 'A dainty dish to set before the King' Or Regent, who admires such kind of food.
— from Don Juan by Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron

Rhēnus magnus et lātus fluvius Germāniae est.
— from Latin for Beginners by Benjamin L. (Benjamin Leonard) D'Ooge

I was—in those days—rather a nice fellow, rather shy— taste for grey in my clothes, weedy little moustache, face "interesting," slight stutter which I had caught in my early life from a schoolfellow.
— from The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

Para las novelas, de todos modos me gustan más en la forma impresa.
— from Entretiens / Interviews / Entrevistas by Marie Lebert

Our son is slain, let us riot in battle; my eager love for him driveth me to my death, that I may not be left outliving my dear child.
— from The Danish History, Books I-IX by Grammaticus Saxo

But in the early days [64] of the war most of our young male workers joined up; whether we liked it or not we had to get the help of ladies, and our more enterprising leaders felt that after all there were some things in Y.M.C.A. hut work ladies could do almost as well as men.
— from The Romance of the Red Triangle The story of the coming of the red triangle and the service rendered by the Y.M.C.A. to the sailors and soldiers of the British Empire by Arthur K. (Arthur Keysall) Yapp

Cecilia could not have been induced to think that she desired no longer the lovely vision of a perfect life; that she could have parted with that easily enough, though with much calm regret; and that, instead, she had a nervous, material, most earthly longing for the single moment in that life which was the contrary of perfect, which she despised, or tried to despise, and which she believed she feared.
— from Cecilia: A Story of Modern Rome by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford

He said this with a mournful deliberation that would at any other time have roused her most enjoying laughter; for he had in him the rich fund of true comedy, as many of his friends were wont loudly to attest, and at will he could draw flattering plaudits of mirth from even the gloomiest hearer.
— from An Ambitious Woman: A Novel by Edgar Fawcett

One thing is certain, that the discoveries of physical science must ere long force all men to the single alternative of Calvinism or Atheism.
— from Food and Morals 6th Edition by J. F. (John F.) Clymer

A third clever man even let fall some high words about “national dishonour.”
— from The Life of William Ewart Gladstone, Vol. 2 (of 3) 1859-1880 by John Morley

"That is just exactly what I am getting at," said Mollie earnestly, leaning forward and resting her elbows on the table while the girls watched her interestedly.
— from The Outdoor Girls at Wild Rose Lodge; or, the Hermit of Moonlight Falls by Laura Lee Hope

He must have seen that which I could not hide, try as I would; my eager looking for his coming in those soft summer evenings, my great joy in his company, my sympathy with him in all that he had known and suffered, and my tell-tale blushes whenever his eyes fell on me.
— from The Land of Bondage: A Romance by John Bloundelle-Burton

The whisperings kept on, but very faint now,—fainter and fainter in my ears like far echoes, and, holding her bony hand, I fell asleep.
— from The Lost Cabin Mine by Frederick Niven