In the corridors of silence, in the vestibules of night; 'Mid the ferns and grasses gleaming, was there ever gem so bright? Not for weaklings, not for women, like my brother of the hearth; Ring your songs of wrath around me, I was made for manful mirth, In the lusty, gusty greatness, on the bald spots of the earth.
— from Rhymes of a Rolling Stone by Robert W. (Robert William) Service
My dear Sir, The proofs of the two first articles of my biographical study of Chopin ought to have reached you some days ago, for I corrected and forwarded them immediately on my return to Weymar.
— from Letters of Franz Liszt -- Volume 1 from Paris to Rome: Years of Travel as a Virtuoso by Franz Liszt
Now, in commenting on this, he remarked: "You see the change in my daughter.
— from The Black Pearl by Woodrow, Wilson, Mrs.
If he did not know them, his ignorance points to the same conclusion: otherwise, we shall have a divine miracle, intended for the warning and the benefit of the human race, yet so contrived that all its most surprising circumstances should be absolutely unknown to one half of mankind, and as absolutely incredible to the other half.
— from Essays on Darwinism by Thomas Roscoe Rede Stebbing
“Mr. Grey, I congratulate you on this hospitable reception; you see we treat you quite en famille.
— from Vivian Grey by Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield
"It's the goodman," said the foremost, a red-faced, good-natured looking fellow more like a hostler than a soldier, "have you seen Captain Lundy's men pass this way?" "Not I!" said Kenton, "we lie out of the high road, you see.
— from Under the Storm by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge
Now, since his finding you dates nearly five years back, and you tell me that he has only memory for what happened within the past few months, how does it fall out that he recollects your story, which he certainly does, for he asked me if you had related it to me?"
— from The Death Ship: A Strange Story, Vol. 2 (of 3) by William Clark Russell
You're an enemy of the human race, you see!"
— from Dream Days by Kenneth Grahame
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