[13] The Ramusios were a family of note in literature for several generations.
— from The Travels of Marco Polo — Volume 1 by Rustichello of Pisa

” “That is your own interpretation, is not it, Lady Frances?” said Caroline.
— from Tales and Novels — Volume 07 Patronage [part 1] by Maria Edgeworth

The whole world of nature is laid for such a man under a fantastic law of glamour, and he becomes capable of believing anything; and he is able, with a continually growing neglect of all the facts around him, with equal confidence and equal delusion, to look back to any past and to look on to any future.”
— from Life of Charles Darwin by G. T. (George Thomas) Bettany

I have wept since early morning, I will weep the livelong night; Now I long for sullen darkness, As I once have longed for light.
— from Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers and Other Poems by William Edmondstoune Aytoun

For being called out of England by the commandement of the Catholique King of Castile, after the death of King Henry the seuenth of that name king of England, he was made one of our council and Assistants, as touching the affaires of the new Indies, looking for ships dayly to be furnished for him to discouer this hid secret of Nature.
— from The Principal Navigations, Voyages, Traffiques, and Discoveries of The English Nation — Volume 12 America, Part I by Richard Hakluyt

I rise at midday and go to bed at seven; I linger absurdly long over meals; I saunter about slowly, standing motionless, an hour at a time, before a single plant; I gaze into the leafy trees; I take a sober and serious interest in mere nothings; I long for shade, silence, and night; in a word, I fight through each hour as it comes, and take a gloomy pleasure in adding it to the heap of the vanquished.
— from The Works of Balzac: A linked index to all Project Gutenberg editions by Honoré de Balzac

"I'll name it 'Little Friend,'" said Joel, rising with it in his arms.
— from Joel: A Boy of Galilee by Annie F. (Annie Fellows) Johnston

There’s nothing in life for such as he.
— from Within the Tides: Tales by Joseph Conrad

After-echo or not, it lasted for several days.
— from The Serapion Brethren, Vol. I. by E. T. A. (Ernst Theodor Amadeus) Hoffmann

Now I look for some quiet room with a window to face the autumn sunsets, that I may sit by it, and think, and find out what life may be, [Pg 120] perhaps, before I leave it.
— from In the Border Country by Josephine Daskam Bacon