Our own death does not sufficiently terrify and trouble us; let us, moreover, charge ourselves with those of our wives, children, and family: our own affairs do not afford us anxiety enough; let us undertake those of our neighbours and friends, still more to break our brains and torment us: “Vah! quemquamne hominem in animum instituere, aut Parare, quod sit carius, quam ipse est sibi?”
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Complete by Michel de Montaigne

CXXXIX O! call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart; Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue: Use power with power, and slay me not by art, Tell me thou lov'st elsewhere; but in my sight, Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside: What need'st thou wound with cunning, when thy might Is more than my o'erpress'd defence can bide?
— from Shakespeare's Sonnets by William Shakespeare

And in our faults by lies we flattered be. 139 O call not me to justify the wrong, That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue, Use power with power, and slay me not by art, Tell me thou lov’st elsewhere; but in my sight, Dear heart forbear to glance thine eye aside, What need’st thou wound with cunning when thy might Is more than my o’erpressed defence can bide?
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

As he did so the saddle slid over his lowered shoulder, depressed, as in a horse jumping down a precipice, and the girths passing the ’elbows’ or projecting joints of the upper leg underneath, moved, loosened and flapping downward towards the hoofs.
— from A Colonial Reformer, Vol. 1 (of 3) by Rolf Boldrewood

" Things went from bad to worse, and I shortly found myself mentally taking the unfriended lady under my protection.
— from A Tramp Abroad — Volume 04 by Mark Twain

If enemies threaten us, let us make God our refuge, and our deliverance also will be sure (P. D. 779).
— from The Preacher's Complete Homiletic Commentary on the Books of the Bible, Volume 15 (of 32) The Preacher's Complete Homiletic Commentary on the Book of the Prophet Isaiah, Volume I by Alfred Tucker

She calmly allows herself to be trampled underfoot; lets us make great wounds in her; lets us load her broad back with cities and towns; crush her bones by driving deep mining-shafts into her—and for all that she allows us who plague her so, to live and multiply in the midst of her dust.
— from The Day of Wrath by Mór Jókai

The unloading lasted until mid-afternoon.
— from Mare Nostrum (Our Sea): A Novel by Vicente Blasco Ibáñez

Things went from bad to worse, and I shortly found myself mentally taking the unfriended lady under my protection.
— from A Tramp Abroad by Mark Twain

Our own death does not sufficiently terrify and trouble us; let us, moreover, charge ourselves with those of our wives, children, and family: our own affairs do not afford us anxiety enough; let us undertake those of our neighbours and friends, still more to break our brains and torment us: "Vah! quemquamne hominem in animum instituere, aut Parare, quod sit carius, quam ipse est sibi?"
— from Essays of Michel de Montaigne — Volume 06 by Michel de Montaigne

The great art appears to be, to pass over the adversary's cord, and then to let the kite lower suddenly, so as to make, momentarily, an angle in the cord thus passed over; an instantaneous pull sometimes succeeds in severing the opponent’s cord; it acting like a drawing cut, and presenting a succession of points, perhaps to the length 411 of three or four yards, while the under line, unless managed with similar activity, presents but one point, and thus is subject to friction on that point only; consequently must be considerably injured.
— from The East India Vade-Mecum, Volume 1 (of 2) or, complete guide to gentlemen intended for the civil, military, or naval service of the East India Company. by Thomas Williamson