I could not even make out which was the sea, and which the sky, for the horizon seemed drunk, and was flying wildly about in all directions.
— from American Notes by Charles Dickens

No one understood it in the least, not even Master Olivier.
— from Notre-Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo

“I am not expressing my own opinion of either form of culture,” Sergey Ivanovitch said, holding out his glass with a smile of condescension, as to a child.
— from Anna Karenina by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

I was very much disturbed at this, fearing want of harmony, and rode on to Steele, whom I found cursing Morgan so fiercely that I could not exactly make out the source of the trouble, or reason why; but saw want of concert clearly enough.
— from Memoirs of General William T. Sherman — Complete by William T. (William Tecumseh) Sherman

I even believe and contend further that, in the North, every member of the nation is bound by both natural and constitutional law to "maintain and defend the Government against all its enemies and opposers whomsoever."
— from Memoirs of General William T. Sherman — Complete by William T. (William Tecumseh) Sherman

From the various facts just alluded to, and given in the course of this volume, it follows that, if the structure of our organs of respiration and circulation had differed in only a slight degree from the state in which they now exist, most of our expressions would have been wonderfully different.
— from The Expression of the Emotions in Man and Animals by Charles Darwin

Logical universals are terms in discourse, without vital ideality, while tradi tional gods are at best natural existences, more or less indifferent facts.
— from The Life of Reason: The Phases of Human Progress by George Santayana

Nearly every man of the Creeks had a bow with a bundle of arrows, which he used after the [ 91 ] first fire with his gun.
— from Myths of the Cherokee Extract from the Nineteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology by James Mooney

"No matter how poor I am," says William Ellery Channing, "no matter though the prosperous of my own time will not enter my obscure dwelling; if the sacred writers will enter and take up their abode under my roof—if Milton will cross my threshold to sing to me of Paradise; and Shakespeare to open to me the worlds of imagination and the workings of the human heart,—I shall not pine for want of intellectual companionship, though excluded from what is called the best society in the place where I live.
— from Pushing to the Front by Orison Swett Marden

Induction to The Staple of News , Every Man out , Wks.
— from The Devil is an Ass by Ben Jonson

So I put one leg over t'other, and sez I, "Wal, gentlemen, it ain't of no use to go circumventing round the subject, as old Deacon Miles used to in his exhortations, that had neither eend, middle, or beginning.
— from High Life in New York A series of letters to Mr. Zephariah Slick, Justice of the Peace, and Deacon of the church over to Weathersfield in the state of Connecticut by Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens

tihìtihì n edible meat of the sea urchin ( saluwákì ).
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff

"He does not know me, my dear young lady--nobody ever got as near my heart as you; no, not even my own dear pious old mother.
— from Home as Found Sequel to "Homeward Bound" by James Fenimore Cooper

If ever he should wander again, vehemently he told himself, it must be with his eyes open, and with no extenuating madness of romance to break his fall.
— from The Silver Poppy by Arthur Stringer

I look over the list and see at once that three of those named are not even members of that party, let alone of its supreme authority.
— from The Jew and American Ideals by John Spargo

The Friars did not expect much of a sermon.
— from Stories of the Saints by Candle-Light by Vera C. (Vera Charlesworth) Barclay

In spite of this literary work, for which he got very well paid, Mr. Saltram generally contrived to be in debt; and there were few periods of his life in which he was not engaged more or less in the delicate operation of raising money by bills of accommodation.
— from Fenton's Quest by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

Be it now declared and understood that the lady is not either Mrs. or Miss Wilmot, but Mrs. Bradford—born Wilmot , daughter of a Mr. and Mrs. Wilmot of Cork—went over to Russia to better herself at the invitation of the Princess Dashkoff, who had, in a visit to Ireland, become acquainted with some of her family.
— from Maria Edgeworth by Helen Zimmern