Je cognois tout, fors que moy-mesme —I know everything except myself.
— from Dictionary of Quotations from Ancient and Modern, English and Foreign Sources Including Phrases, Mottoes, Maxims, Proverbs, Definitions, Aphorisms, and Sayings of Wise Men, in Their Bearing on Life, Literature, Speculation, Science, Art, Religion, and Morals, Especially in the Modern Aspects of Them by Wood, James, Rev.

the opening of whose breast Of fragrance, on the soft south-west, Speaks sweet to me, in mem'ries dear— All that calls up affection's tear; I love thy heart-leaf'd single cup, Soft blushing with the hue of morn; I kiss each essenced dew-drop up, That trembles on thy thorn: For thou upon my path hast grown Since childhood—womanhood, I own.
— from The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 3, September 1837 by Various

made 'im kin' er easy on de co'tin' in de qua'ters, dey ain' no tellin'.
— from The Conjure Woman by Charles W. (Charles Waddell) Chesnutt

Hunt is declared “the most irresistible knight-errant errotic extant ... the most contemptible little capon of the bantam breed that ever vainly dropped a wing, or sidled up to a partlet.
— from Leigh Hunt's Relations with Byron, Shelley and Keats by Barnette Miller

You, my friend, would have bestowed a principality upon me, and I should have accepted it as my rightful tribute, without owing you any special gratitude--but the hand which toils for me I kiss every evening with a thrill of grateful reverence.
— from On the Cross: A Romance of the Passion Play at Oberammergau by Wilhelmine von Hillern

I have met and talked to quite a number of young men in khaki--ex-engineers, ex-lawyers, ex-schoolmasters, ex-business men of all sorts--and the net result of these interviews has been a buoyant belief that there is in Great Britain the pluck, the will, the intelligence to do anything, however arduous and difficult, in the way of national reconstruction.
— from What is Coming? A Forecast of Things after the War by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

We'll make the ranch over into the dearest little home in the world, and be so cosey there all together, and papa and the others shall come out for visits; and you'll like them so much, I know, Elsie especially."
— from Clover by Susan Coolidge