From the point of view of strict experience, nothing exists but the sum of particular perceptions, with their coincidences on the one hand, their contradictions on the other.
— from The Will to Believe, and Other Essays in Popular Philosophy by William James
Onward sweeps the eddying singing, Ever new enchantment bringing.
— from The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 08, No. 49, November, 1861 A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics by Various
Some embarrassment necessarily ensued, but it was increased to a ten fold degree, when they were announced to the illustrious Master of the house, who had no recollection either of his guests, or the invitation in his name; an explanation ensued, and his Royal Highness, with all that urbanity that distinguishes him as the most finished Gentleman in Europe, was pleased to declare "that he felt himself much indebted to the [Pg 206] ingenious person, who (by forging his invitation, in order, perhaps, to sport with their feelings) had afforded him the pleasure of their society and acquaintance, however unexpected; and that he was perfectly happy in the opportunity of receiving them."
— from Florizel's Folly by John Ashton
Every lawful night (that is to say, every night except ball nights)
— from Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens by J. M. (James Matthew) Barrie
The care of her room, and carrying water up and down, gave her some exercise; not enough; but Rotha would not indulge herself with out of door amusement till her mantua making was done.
— from The Letter of Credit by Susan Warner
She evinced no embarrassment, but frankly told him that every two or three days she went thither to obtain from the beadle a few drops of the oil used for the lamp that burnt before an antique wooden statue of the Madonna, in which she had perfect confidence.
— from The Three Cities Trilogy: Rome, Volume 3 by Émile Zola
His short legs stuck out straight from his saddle, and sometimes there was danger that he would be shot out of his seat at some sharp turn in the road, but much to the astonishment of everybody, the hard-riding reckless youngster turned up at headquarters safe and sound every night, exhausted but flushed with the excitement of the day.
— from Ten Boys from History by Kate Dickinson Sweetser
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