You don't like us, so hold your tongue.”
— from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“My poor Utterson,” said he, “you are unfortunate in such a client.
— from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

'Come, come, Monsieur, cheer up!' said He; 'You seem not quite recovered from your fatigue.
— from The Monk: A Romance by M. G. (Matthew Gregory) Lewis

Had this been the universal strain, had you sought to persuade us of this from our youth upwards, we should not have been on the watch to keep one another from doing wrong, but every one would have been his own watchman, because afraid, if he did wrong, of harbouring in himself the greatest of evils.
— from The Republic of Plato by Plato

It's not a fashionable place, but uncle stopped here years ago, and won't go anywhere else; however, we don't mean to stay long, so it's no great matter.
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

"My poor Utterson," said he, "you are unfortunate in such a client.
— from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

Again they took recesses and smoked cigarettes, and again the usher shouted "Hear ye!" and the two gendarmes sat trying to keep awake.
— from The Awakening (The Resurrection) by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

Would you explain to us simply how you made those adjustments?
— from Warren Commission (05 of 26): Hearings Vol. V (of 15) by United States. Warren Commission

'Do, la, Uncle Sam, how you talk; you're enough to frighten a body.
— from I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success by A. S. (Azel Stevens) Roe

She laid the ball she had been winding in the basket with the other balls and stood up, stretching her young arms above her head.
— from Hagar by Mary Johnston

If you take hold of your dress on both sides, in that way, and drag it up so high, you will be set down as a raw country girl.
— from The Ladies' Book of Etiquette, and Manual of Politeness A Complete Hand Book for the Use of the Lady in Polite Society by Florence Hartley

"Phil, you've never suspected your father of being a little touched in his upper story, have you?"
— from Otherwise Phyllis by Meredith Nicholson

Believe me, sirs, Who have seen various lands, searched various hearts, I have yet to touch that undiscovered shore, Have yet to fathom that impossible soul, Where a true benefit's forgot; where one Slight deed of common kindness sown yields not As now, as here, abundant crop of love.
— from The Poems of Emma Lazarus, Volume 2 Jewish poems: Translations by Emma Lazarus