What passionate weeping in that mysterious figure which, in the Creation of Adam, crouches below the image of the Almighty, as he comes with the forms of things to be, woman and her progeny, in the fold of his garment!
— from The Renaissance: Studies in Art and Poetry by Walter Pater

What is this current.
— from Tender Buttons Objects—Food—Rooms by Gertrude Stein

When I stop in the addition of parts, the idea of extension ceases to augment; and were I to carry on the addition in infinitum, I clearly perceive, that the idea of extension must also become infinite.
— from A Treatise of Human Nature by David Hume

If it was a question of a scare, my discovery on this occasion had scared me more than any other, and it was in the condition of nerves produced by it that I made my actual inductions.
— from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James

So the king, having his hand recovered to its natural state, rejoiced at it, and invited the prophet to sup with him; but Jadon said that he could not endure to come into his house, nor to taste of bread or water in this city, for that was a thing God had forbidden him to do; as also to go back by the same way which he came, but he said he was to return by another way.
— from Antiquities of the Jews by Flavius Josephus

That very concentration of vision and intensity of purpose which is the characteristic of the artistic temperament is in itself a mode of limitation.
— from Intentions by Oscar Wilde

At length the clock struck twelve; she opened the door to listen, if any noise was in the castle, and heard only distant shouts of riot and laughter, echoed feebly along the gallery.
— from The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Ward Radcliffe

Whilst I take care of the welfare of other folks, nobody can blame me to apply a little balsam to my own sores.
— from The History of John Bull by John Arbuthnot

Ovid tells us that this bird was used wholesale in the composition of Medea’s gruel:— “Et strigis infames ipsis cum carnibus alas.”
— from The Ornithology of Shakespeare Critically examined, explained and illustrated by James Edmund Harting

Remote as he was from the fashionable districts, there was neither man nor woman in the city, from the proudest house in the Equerries' quarter to the outskirts of the Novaia Andronovka, but knew and shuddered, agreeably, at the Gregoriev reputation.
— from The Genius by Margaret Horton Potter

19 The consul expectant was found guilty and banished, to return a few years after like a hungry wolf in the civil war, and to perish as he deserved.
— from Caesar: A Sketch by James Anthony Froude

She listened with impatience to counter records of adventures abroad, much preferring to tell of her own at home.
— from Somehow Good by William De Morgan

The best way is to casually remark to him that he has a fine lot of chickens, pretty well grown, and that you like spring chickens broiled.
— from My Summer in a Garden by Charles Dudley Warner

The movement that had been called into life by the Civic Club, in the hour when he had made the first speech of his life that had been untinctured with any personal ambition or selfish motive, had gained momentum; it had taken on party organisation and would be a force to be reckoned with in the coming campaign.
— from The Long Lane's Turning by Hallie Erminie Rives

If one thread is four times as heavy as another, and if it is of the same density —which in these calculations is assumed, although it is not strictly correct—the diameters of the two threads will be as 2: 1. For example, looking at the tables, the diameter of a 60’s is seen to be the 1/213 of an inch, whilst the diameter of a thread four times the weight, viz.
— from Cotton Weaving and Designing 6th Edition by John T. Taylor

It is impossible not to admire animals who have skilfully triumphed over all the obstacles met with in the course of these complicated operations.
— from The Industries of Animals by Frédéric Houssay

Slowly and sadly we walked into the cloisters, where places were assigned us, and the procession moved into the cathedral.
— from Recollections of a Long Life by John Stoughton

While the doctor was thinking this, and fingering his shirt-front mechanically, and bracing himself to turn towards the quiet woman in the chair, he heard a loud, dry noise in the sitting-room, then in the bedroom.
— from The Call of the Blood by Robert Hichens