So long as you go and come in your native land, you imagine that those streets are a matter of indifference to you; that those windows, those roofs, and those doors are nothing to you; that those walls are strangers to you; that those trees are merely the first encountered haphazard; that those houses, which you do not enter, are useless to you; that the pavements which you tread are merely stones.
— from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

let me owe it to your tears, or exemplary holiness!
— from Letters of Abelard and Heloise To which is prefix'd a particular account of their lives, amours, and misfortunes by Héloïse

For my part I have not forgot what you told me at your return, and so put you in mind of it, that you may not be long before you acquit yourself of your promise.”
— from The Blue Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

The moment she could detach herself from that interview with the person of whom you speak, and whom I deeply regret to have been the means of introducing to you, Louisa hurried here, for protection.
— from Hard Times by Charles Dickens

And my opinion is that you ought to let Anne go.”
— from Anne of Green Gables by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

It was hard to find the president at the office, and when one did find him he would say with tears in his eyes that he hadn’t a moment to spare; the inspector visited the school at most once in three years, and knew nothing whatever about his work, as he had been in the Excise Duties Department, and had received the post of school inspector through influence.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

My opinion is that you must break with your family finally first of all and then go away.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

‘I will give my whole heart and soul to my Maker if I can,’ I answered, ‘and not one atom more of it to you than He allows.
— from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë

It is not that I want to worry you, my adored one, for I know how many other important things you have to think of, but this is one of the most pressing; that is why I should like it done.
— from Juliette Drouet's Love-Letters to Victor Hugo Edited with a Biography of Juliette Drouet by Louis Guimbaud

Much of it this year?' “'Oh, yes!
— from Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant by Guy de Maupassant

I have prepared three hundred men, cavalry and infantry; the latter will mount behind the horsemen, in order not to delay the march, which must be rapid, for my object is that you should reach the hacienda before the insurgents; and fortify yourself there."
— from The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan War by Gustave Aimard

The minister, however, had grown much older in three years of suffering; and the Capuchin was as much terrified with the result of his expedition as his master appeared tranquil.
— from Cinq Mars — Complete by Alfred de Vigny

"What are you to me, or I to you, that you should order me about like this?"
— from Rossmoyne by Duchess

"Is it so entirely a matter of indifference that you can accept my advice?" "It is quite a matter of indifference," said the girl, calmly.
— from In Silk Attire: A Novel by William Black

She sought me out in the yard at day-break, and what I’d have given twenty years of life for yester eve I could have thrown into the stream this morning.
— from Six Plays by Darwin, Florence Henrietta Fisher, Lady

They make it the size of life, and yet they retire it so wholly that you think no more of it than you think of the physiognomy of one who talks importantly to you.
— from My Literary Passions by William Dean Howells

There is not much outcome in the youth who does not already see himself captain in his dreams, and steers his barque Pg. 29 accordingly, true to the course already laid down, not to be departed from, under any stress of weather.
— from James Watt by Andrew Carnegie

I’d always wanted adventures, and you’d given me one, and I tried to take your attitude about it, to ‘play the game’ and convince myself that I hadn’t risked any more on it than you.
— from The Reef by Edith Wharton