Oderunt peccare boni virtutis amore —Good men shrink from wrong out of love for virtue.
— from Dictionary of Quotations from Ancient and Modern, English and Foreign Sources Including Phrases, Mottoes, Maxims, Proverbs, Definitions, Aphorisms, and Sayings of Wise Men, in Their Bearing on Life, Literature, Speculation, Science, Art, Religion, and Morals, Especially in the Modern Aspects of Them by Wood, James, Rev.
For two hours we continued to dash at the woods on our left front, which were full of rebels; but I was convinced their organization was broken, and that they had simply halted there and taken advantage of these woods as a cover, to reach which we had to pass over the intervening fields about the Henry House, which were clear, open, and gave them a decided advantage.
— from Memoirs of General William T. Sherman — Complete by William T. (William Tecumseh) Sherman
I doubt, indeed, whether I should not abandon the struggle altogether— leave this sad world of ordinary life for which I am so ill fitted, abandon the name of Cummins for some professional pseudonym, complete my self-effacement, and—a thing of tricks and tatters, of posing and pretence—go upon the stage.
— from The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
The Wooing of our Lord, from Old Eng.
— from A Concise Dictionary of Middle English from A.D. 1150 to 1580 by A. L. (Anthony Lawson) Mayhew
We have sent two palls to the two metropolitans, Honorius and Paulinus; 257 to the intent, that when either of them shall be called out of this world to his Creator, the other may, by this authority of ours, substitute another bishop in his place; which privilege we are induced to grant by the warmth of our love for you, as well as by reason of the great extent of the provinces which lie between us and you; that we may in all things support your devotion and likewise satisfy your desires.
— from Bede's Ecclesiastical History of England by Bede, the Venerable, Saint
"I don't see what good it does to make us wear out our legs for nothin'."
— from The Red Badge of Courage: An Episode of the American Civil War by Stephen Crane
He saw merchants trading, princes hunting, mourners wailing for their dead, whores offering themselves, physicians trying to help the sick, priests determining the most suitable day for seeding, lovers loving, mothers nursing their children—and all of this was not worthy of one look from his eye, it all lied, it all stank, it all stank of lies, it all pretended to be meaningful and joyful and beautiful, and it all was just concealed putrefaction.
— from Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse
II— Digression on the sociology of work : organisation of labour; forms of communal labour; payment for work.
— from Argonauts of the Western Pacific An Account of Native Enterprise and Adventure in the Archipelagoes of Melanesian New Guinea by Bronislaw Malinowski
There was only one letter for her.
— from The Isle of Unrest by Henry Seton Merriman
When the battle was over, our loss footed up one man killed outright, twenty wounded, and two missing.
— from The Negro in the American Rebellion: His Heroism and His Fidelity by William Wells Brown
It is a curious contrast to the life in the fields of Alu to which the Egyptian worshipper of Osiris looked forward; and there is little need to wonder that the mind and religious cult of the Babylonian should have been centred in the present life.
— from The Religions of Ancient Egypt and Babylonia by A. H. (Archibald Henry) Sayce
You cannot think what, out of love for you, his lordship suffers.
— from The Historical Nights' Entertainment: Second Series by Rafael Sabatini
"But methinks we can leave that well on our left, for the camp lies yonder.
— from The Winning of the Golden Spurs by Percy F. (Percy Francis) Westerman
Wings of ordinary length; first quill longest.
— from Ornithological Biography, Volume 1 (of 5) An Account of the Habits of the Birds of the United States of America by John James Audubon
I have not had time to decipher the crooked writing of our late friend, but intend to do so when in the train this evening.
— from The Mystery Queen by Fergus Hume
'I am interrupted by a note from Mrs. K——. She says that she cannot write of our lost friend yet, though she is less sad than she will be.
— from Lady Byron Vindicated: A History of the Byron Controversy by Harriet Beecher Stowe
There was only one Lindsay family in town,—he must mean Dr. William Lindsay.
— from The Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes: An Index of the Project Gutenberg Editions by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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