“Surely,” he said to himself, “I do not pay this same burgess of Tours all the deference which I yield him, on account of the miserable obligation of a breakfast, though it was a right good and substantial meal.
— from Quentin Durward by Walter Scott
She was a restless girl, and she married, believing in domestic life lay the goal of her dreams.
— from The Heart of the New Thought by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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