And because the End, by the greatnesse of the impression, comes often to mind, in case our thoughts begin to wander, they are quickly again reduced into the way: which observed by one of the seven wise men, made him give men this praecept, which is now worne out, Respice Finem; that is to say, in all your actions, look often upon what you would have, as the thing that directs all your thoughts in the way to attain it.
— from Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes

Sybil had just finished a ravishing air, there was a murmur of luncheon—when suddenly Harold, who had persisted in following his mistress and whom Mr Mountchesney had gallantly introduced into the music-room, rose and coming forward from the corner in which he reposed, barked violently.
— from Sybil, Or, The Two Nations by Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield

In giving them permission to meet and make Masons, he gave them no power to do anything else.
— from The Principles of Masonic Law A Treatise on the Constitutional Laws, Usages and Landmarks of Freemasonry by Albert Gallatin Mackey

"All my magnificence had gone from me.
— from The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

"It is all for thee, my child," said Teresa; "but let me wear it round my neck for a few days; for verily it seems to make my heart glad."
— from Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

It seemed, too, that Mr. and Miss Murdstone had gone out upon a visit in the neighbourhood, and would not return before night.
— from David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

If my master had grown old here he would have done great things by me, but he is gone, and I wish that Helen's whole race were utterly destroyed, for she has been the death of many a good man.
— from The Odyssey Rendered into English prose for the use of those who cannot read the original by Homer

My memory has grown weak; there is a lack of sequence in my ideas, and when I put them on paper it always seems to me that I have lost the instinct for their organic connection; my construction is monotonous; my language is poor and timid.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

Compared to him, burglars and bigamists are essentially moral men; my heart goes out to them.
— from The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare by G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

M—— M—— had grown thin, and her condition excited my pity and shut out all other feelings.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

The change to Devonshire had not suited me; my health gave the excellent Miss Marks some anxiety, but she was not ready in resource.
— from Father and Son: A Study of Two Temperaments by Edmund Gosse

It makes my head go round to hear you.
— from The Fun of Cooking: A Story for Girls and Boys by Caroline French Benton

Man makes his god in his own image; and thus it comes to pass that while the strong and joyous Greek adored Zeus on Olympus, the anæmic and neurotic Englishman worships Christ on Calvary.
— from The Farringdons by Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler

When the log school-house was building, Mr. Mann had gone to the old Chief of the Cascades and had invited him to send his Indian boy to the school.
— from The Log School-House on the Columbia by Hezekiah Butterworth

Mrs. Laval introduced Matilda to several boys and girls in the company before many minutes had gone; but there was time for little else beside an introduction, for the boys were ready to play; and all the guests were assembled in one room to leave the other free for their operations and give a good view of them.
— from Trading by Susan Warner

We are not going to dive into these matters; we will rather say roundly, that ever since armour came to be disused, we think military men have gone clean daft in equipping themselves.
— from Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 363, January, 1846 by Various

Horace felt cross; but remembering how many messages his grandmother had sent to her "good little grandson," and how often Aunt Madge had written about "dear little Horace, the nephew she was so proud of," he felt ashamed to go downstairs scowling.
— from Little Prudy's Captain Horace by Sophie May

By day the simoons came And swept across our caravan in sandy clouds of flame; But naught dismayed our temper, or The genial Afric emperor Had missed my handsome greeting, to his long-abiding shame.
— from The Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine, August, 1913 Vol. LXXXVI. New Series: Vol. LXIV. May to October, 1913 by Various

"Need I tell you, Mr. Blake, how a girl of her high ideals, her high conception of noblesse oblige, of duty (you saved her life as heroically as—er—as a fireman)—need I point out how grateful she must always feel toward you, and how easily she might mistake her gratitude for something else?"
— from Out of the Primitive by Robert Ames Bennet

Mr. Martin has gracefully introduced Professor Conington's translations where he preferred them to his own.
— from British Quarterly Review, American Edition, Vol. LIV July and October, 1871 by Various