One longs and expects to find a lost article; one sees it is not there, and the place is as bare as one’s palm; and yet one returns and looks again and again, fifteen or twenty times, likely enough!”
— from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

kalugpus, kalugpuy = kulugpus . kalugtì n k.o. sweet potato with white peelings and yellow or reddish meat.
— from A Dictionary of Cebuano Visayan by John U. Wolff

I did not then entreat to have her stay; It was your pleasure, and your own remorse; I was too young that time to value her,
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

Take yourselves for your own patterns and your own rebukes.
— from Expositions of Holy Scripture: Romans Corinthians (To II Corinthians, Chap. V) by Alexander Maclaren

There are but two or three pieces a year of red muscat made; there being but one vineyard of the red grape, which belongs to a baker called Pascal.
— from The Writings of Thomas Jefferson, Vol. 9 (of 9) Being His Autobiography, Correspondence, Reports, Messages, Addresses, and Other Writings, Official and Private by Thomas Jefferson

"Why, I left off telling you about my wooers and proposals at your own request.
— from Cleo The Magnificent; Or, The Muse of the Real: A Novel by Louis Zangwill

“But not so puzzling as your own Russian, with all its bewildering letters.”
— from Whoso Findeth a Wife by William Le Queux

and here's a little ring—'tisn't as pretty as your own rings; and ye'll wear it, maybe, for my sake—poor Milly's sake, before I was so bad to ye—if ye forgi' me; and I'll look at breakfast, and if it's on your finger I'll know you're friends wi' me again; and if ye don't, I won't trouble you no more; and I think I'll just drown myself out
— from Uncle Silas: A Tale of Bartram-Haugh by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu

Pull away, Ben Benson, pull away, you old rascal!
— from Mabel's Mistake by Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens

," he said, "you enter Canadian waters or ports at your own risk.
— from Sam by E. J. Rath

Certainly Lord L'Estrange is prejudiced against you; or rather, he thinks too much of what I have been—too little of what I am."
— from Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. V, No. XXIX., October, 1852 by Various