I imagined I saw a mixture of many feelings: a great, though short struggle; half a wish of yielding to truths, half a sense of shame, but habit, habit carried it.
— from Mansfield Park by Jane Austen

Just then they heard a shout of "Stop, thief!" and looking around, saw a mob of people armed with clubs coming down the road.
— from The Aesop for Children With pictures by Milo Winter by Aesop

Taste has a sort of semi-publicity, since people seem to experience similar taste-sensations when they eat similar foods; but the publicity is incomplete, since two people cannot eat actually the same piece of food.
— from The Analysis of Mind by Bertrand Russell

Miss Temple had always something of serenity in her air, of state in her mien, of refined propriety in her language, which precluded deviation into the ardent, the excited, the eager: something which chastened the pleasure of those who looked on her and listened to her, by a controlling sense of awe; and such was my feeling now: but as to Helen Burns, I was struck with wonder.
— from Jane Eyre: An Autobiography by Charlotte Brontë

This is the highest abstract standard of social and distributive justice; towards which all institutions, and the efforts of all virtuous citizens, should be made in the utmost possible degree to converge.
— from Utilitarianism by John Stuart Mill

“Well, it’s not like the country there, you go into a restaurant to have a snack of something, you ask for one thing and another, others join till there is a party of us, one has a drink—and before you know where you are it is daylight and you’ve three or four roubles each to pay.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

" "My dear child, don't add to it still more—at least to your conception of it—by attributing to her all sorts of susceptibilities of your own.
— from The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton

we alone of the earth are free; The child in our cradles is bolder than he; For where is the heart and strength of slaves?
— from The Early Poems of Alfred Lord Tennyson by Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron

A husband on his travels has a supply of such cards in a pocket-book.
— from Human Intercourse by Philip Gilbert Hamerton

And thou, Philippina, precious soul, glide away into a secret cell, and, amidst the tears which thou hast already so often shed, lay thy hand upon thy soft, rich heart, and swear, "Forever shalt thou continue consecrated to God and virtue, even if not to repose!"
— from Hesperus; or, Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography. Vol. I. by Jean Paul

By and bye she heard her mother's door open and her brother's step cross the hall, and stealing out she looked after him down the stairs.
— from Missy: A Novel by Miriam Coles Harris

Then, as we opened the door across the hall, a strange odour saluted us—an odour suggestive somehow of the East—which, in the first moment, caught the breath from the throat, and in the second seemed to muffle and retard the beating of the heart.
— from The Gloved Hand by Burton Egbert Stevenson

And I could feel The crouching figures straining at a crank, Knees under chins, and heads drawn sharply down, The heave and sag of shoulders, Sting of sweat; An eighth braced figure stooping to a wheel, Body to body in the stifling gloom, The sob and gasp of breath against an air Empty and damp and fetid as a tomb.
— from Carolina Chansons Legends of the Low Country by DuBose Heyward

For first of all the duke of Monmouth, whose nature, more averse from cruelty than the rest of that progeny, made him pliable to all suggestions of wicked policy that seemed to have a shew of smoothness and lenity, procured the emission of a pretended indemnity, attended with the foresaid bond of peace for its companion.
— from A Hind Let Loose Or, An Historical Representation of the Testimonies of the Church of Scotland for the Interest of Christ. With the True State Thereof in All Its Periods by Alexander Shields

Going down the hill quickly, he said to himself: "A sort of second sight he had about that wire.
— from The Weavers: a tale of England and Egypt of fifty years ago - Volume 2 by Gilbert Parker

The familiar by-word of poverty, the quiet mingling of truth and falsehood, daring and humility in Jhungi's plea, roused both Jim Douglas' sense of humor, and the sympathy--which with him was always present--for the hardness and squalidness of so many of the lives around him.
— from On the Face of the Waters: A Tale of the Mutiny by Flora Annie Webster Steel

I remember so well when we first noticed the little green sprouts shooting up in spots from which the snow had melted; and on making this discovery, we always danced into the house and shouted out: "Spring has come!"
— from A Grandmother's Recollections by Ella Rodman Church

All over Calcutta, in the cold weather, there hangs at set of sun a blue cloud of smoke with an acrid smell.
— from The Simple Adventures of a Memsahib by Sara Jeannette Duncan