The sooner the better: I don't like to have these things upon my mind.
— from The Life of Horatio, Lord Nelson by Robert Southey

Wee are but farmers of our selves, yet may, If we can stocke our selves, and thrive, uplay Much, much deare treasure for the great rent day.
— from The Poems of John Donne, Volume 1 (of 2) Edited from the Old Editions and Numerous Manuscripts by John Donne

“I'm to use my money now.”
— from Sister Carrie: A Novel by Theodore Dreiser

This universal moderation moderates the sovereign himself, and checks within certain limits the inordinate extent of his desires.
— from Democracy in America — Volume 2 by Alexis de Tocqueville

It is therefore not as the mode of regulating conduct with which mankind began, but rather as that to which we can now see that human development has been always tending, as the [457] adult and not the germinal form of Morality, that Utilitarianism may most reasonably claim the acceptance of Common Sense.
— from The Methods of Ethics by Henry Sidgwick

In each case, not only are the ‘e’s’ slurred and the ‘r’s’ tailless, but you will observe, if you care to use my magnifying lens, that the fourteen other characteristics to which I have alluded are there as well.”
— from Adventures of Sherlock Holmes Illustrated by Arthur Conan Doyle

I HAD now the whole south of France, from the banks of the Rhône to those of the Garonne, to traverse upon my mule at my own leisure— at my own leisure ——for I had left Death, the Lord knows——and He only—how far behind me——“ I have followed many a man thro’ France, quoth he—but never at this mettlesome rate.”——Still
— from The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman by Laurence Sterne

In it lie the body of Canova and the heart of Titian, under magnificent monuments.
— from The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

That sob attached me to the unfortunate man more than I myself suspected when saying good-by to him.
— from The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux

My knees trembled under me; my brain swam round.
— from The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë

And he said unto his men, The Lord forbid that I should do this thing unto my master, the Lord's anointed, to stretch forth mine hand against him, seeing he is the anointed of the Lord.
— from Expositions of Holy Scripture Deuteronomy, Joshua, Judges, Ruth, and First Book of Samuel, Second Samuel, First Kings, and Second Kings chapters I to VII by Alexander Maclaren

Accordingly, one morning early, in the middle of winter, I found an unusual sign, and ran off, as far from the lodge as I could, and remained there until my mother came and found me out.
— from The American Indians Their History, Condition and Prospects, from Original Notes and Manuscripts by Henry Rowe Schoolcraft

And, for this reason, the law, as it affects the unmarried mother, must be made easier in its working.
— from Motherhood and the Relationships of the Sexes by C. Gasquoine (Catherine Gasquoine) Hartley

After having a dozen incompetent servants in twelve unhappy months, many an English housewife ceases her search for a decent servant and does the work herself.
— from The Amazing Argentine: A New Land of Enterprise by John Foster Fraser

"So then," said Clara, "these unfortunate men may have been left to perish, exposed to all the vicissitudes of war and climate, and half-naked in an enemy's country!"
— from William Shakespeare as He Lived: An Historical Tale by Henry Curling

But, looked at from the point of view of our present stage of culture, the ethic of Christianity appears to us much more perfect and pure than that of any other religion.
— from Monism as Connecting Religion and Science A Man of Science by Ernst Haeckel

She turned upon Mr. Mellish with her fair cheeks flushed into a pale glow of anger, and told him that Talbot had a right to do what he had done, and that whatever Talbot did was right.
— from Aurora Floyd, Vol. 1 Fifth Edition by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

I was nearly dead with hunger, and especially with thirst; I thereupon unaffectedly made my wants known to my hosts.
— from My Memoirs, Vol. IV, 1830 to 1831 by Alexandre Dumas

The unfortunate Mr. MacLean also wept—but from other causes, to wit—grief and rage.
— from Cappy Ricks; Or, the Subjugation of Matt Peasley by Peter B. (Peter Bernard) Kyne