Of the increase of his government and peace there shall be no end, upon the throne of David, [which is not, nor ever was the heart of any believer] and upon
— from Works of John Bunyan — Complete by John Bunyan

“But Caterine Collins has taken away my child, and has not returned with it.” “No, nor ever will,” replied the outlaw.
— from The Evil Eye; Or, The Black Spector The Works of William Carleton, Volume One by William Carleton

And I urge upon you this, dear brethren, that with all the mob of faces round about us which shut out Christ's face, and with all the temptations to follow other aims, and with the weaknesses of our own characters, it never was, is not, nor ever will be, an easy thing, or a thing to be done without a struggle and a dead lift, to live so as to be well-pleasing to Him.
— from Expositions of Holy Scripture: Romans Corinthians (To II Corinthians, Chap. V) by Alexander Maclaren

They have persecuted me relentlessly, confiscated my property, slain my two brothers in action, and would have hanged me ignominiously, had I not been fortunate enough to effect my escape from them; and it was an Englishman who—well, that is a story into which I need not enter with you; let it suffice to say that the injuries which I have suffered at the hands of your countrymen have been such, that the mere name of Englishman excites me to a very frenzy of anger and hate, in which I am really not responsible for my actions.
— from A Middy of the Slave Squadron: A West African Story by Harry Collingwood

A woman is needed; nobody else will do."
— from Your Negro Neighbor by Benjamin Griffith Brawley

This is what is needed: nothing else will do.
— from Notes on the Book of Deuteronomy, Volume I by Charles Henry Mackintosh

{172} IX A TALE OF THREE CITIES S TILL farther to the north, at the confluence of the Scheldt and the Lys, is Ghent, the proud and turbulent metropolis of the fifteenth century, the city-state that was so preposterously democratic it could never get along with its neighbours, nor even with itself; the city of De Conninck and Breidel and the Van Artevelds, of sudden and heroic courage, of irresponsible turnings from one side to the other, and a characteristic vacillation in public policy that kept it always in hot water and was in the end its undoing; the place of strange old churches and wonderful houses; the shrine of marvellous pictures and one of them perhaps, what it has been called, the greatest picture in the world.
— from Heart of Europe by Ralph Adams Cram

For reasons which I need not explain, we do not wish this matter to be dealt with in any way officially.
— from Ambrose Lavendale, Diplomat by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim