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And grinding his teeth again, Pyotr Petrovitch called himself a fool—but not aloud, of course.
— from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
If the aim was the dissemination of ideas, the printing press could have accomplished that much better than warfare.
— from War and Peace by Tolstoy, Leo, graf
His family, seeing him prefer to dissect the bones of some animal rather than to talk with his parents, probably considered him a very unlovable child when they sent him, in his tenth year, to school in the city of Ilm.
— from The Story of My Life — Volume 04 by Georg Ebers
Disguised in various costumes, he fled from place to place, as best might suit his purpose, perpetually changing his abode, from the remote villages to the mountains, and lying at times concealed in deep recesses of the wildest glen or rocky cavern, where assisted by his friends, (for, strange to say, this wicked man had friends!)
— from The Adventures of Captain John Patterson With Notices of the Officers, &c. of the 50th, or Queen's Own Regiment from 1807 to 1821 by John Patterson
Pretty pink curtains hung at the window, and beside the bed stood a small bookcase with all Mona's own books in it.
— from The Making of Mona by Mabel Quiller-Couch
P Pacific coast humid area : is that faunal area of the transition zone comprising the western parts of Washington and Oregon between the Coast Mountains and Cascade range: parts of northern California and most of the coast region from near Cape Mendocino south to the Santa Barbara Mountains.
— from Explanation of Terms Used in Entomology by John Bernhard Smith
He didn't even let Colonel House in on it, so you can bet your life if there was any competitors of Mr. Wilson trying to get a few ideas for a competing line of popular-price Peace Conference histories, Abe, Mr. Wilson didn't exactly unbosom himself to them historians,
— from Potash and Perlmutter Settle Things by Montague Glass
And she did go, towards the door, and through it like a flash, before the person principally concerned had a chance to stop her.
— from A Woman Perfected by Richard Marsh
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