Accustomed to think of no subject foreign to ourselves, our happiness and all our desires were confined to that pleasing and singular union, which, perhaps, had no equal, which is not, as I have before observed, love, but a sentiment inexpressibly more intimate, neither depending on the senses, age, nor figure, but an assemblage of every endearing sensation that composes our rational existence and which can cease only with our being.
— from The Confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau — Complete by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Why?” “I was so ill myself, I nearly died,” she said, in the same quiet voice, which Nekhludoff had not expected and could not understand.
— from Resurrection by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

Still, in many instances, no doubt, weak-minded and wayward children have been harshly treated and beaten.
— from Chapters in the History of the Insane in the British Isles by Daniel Hack Tuke

Saul's haste showed itself more in nervous demeanour than in capacity to get through the interview quickly.
— from What Necessity Knows by L. (Lily) Dougall

What he saw in me I never discovered.
— from Lippincott's Magazine, November 1885 by Various