All this seems to show he doesn't know anything about what the inside looks like or what it means, and that that's why he's being deceived.
— from The Trial by Franz Kafka

The insatiable lifelong love of wealth, as you were saying, is one cause which absorbs mankind, and prevents them from rightly practising the arts of war: Granted; and now tell me, what is the other?
— from Laws by Plato

To forsake a dream as being impracticable and impossible of realization is to take the wrong turning in life, like one who leaves the mountain road,—which winds in and [Pg 193] out of the passes, on and on, and leads to a definite place at last,—and, because he sees an apparently impassable mountain wall across the path, forsakes this and wanders off into some other valley and defile that looks more open, but in whose mazes he loses himself and makes no progress toward his true destination.
— from The Life Radiant by Lilian Whiting

I presently quoted her toast in 'La Locandiera,' of which she repeated the last two lines.
— from Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910 by Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards

Every manly feeling, every effort toward real reformation, is trampled under foot, so that when the convict's time is out there is little left on which to build.
— from The Works of Robert G. Ingersoll, Vol. 11 (of 12) Dresden Edition—Miscellany by Robert Green Ingersoll

Believing the life of Martial menaced by the inhabitants of the island, La Louve, overcome with alarm, and transported with rage, listened no longer to the fisherman, but ran along the Seine.
— from Mysteries of Paris — Volume 02 by Eugène Sue

In short, there is little left of what should have been preserved intact as an interesting, geological phenomenon.
— from The Awakening of the Desert by Julius Charles Birge

[26] The person alluded to is L. Lucceius, of whom we shall hear again.
— from The Letters of Cicero, Volume 1 The Whole Extant Correspodence in Chronological Order by Marcus Tullius Cicero

Their thoughts are as one; and together They band in their terrible ire, Like legions of wind in fierce weather Whose footsteps are thunder and fire.
— from The Poems of Henry Kendall With Biographical Note by Bertram Stevens by Henry Kendall

It must indeed have required great courage on behalf of the old Voor-trekker Boers, when they and their families left Cape Colony, at the time of the Great Trek, in long lines of white-tented waggons, to have penetrated through that dreary-waste in search of the promised land, of green veldt and running streams, which they had heard of, as lying away to the north, and eventually found in the Transvaal.
— from South African Memories Social, Warlike & Sporting from Diaries Written at the Time by Wilson, Sarah Isabella Augusta, Lady