Although the reckless proclamation of the wild nature-gods (Elohim), ‘Be fruitful and multiply,’ has been accepted by christian bibliolators as the command of Jehovah, and philanthropists are even punished for suggesting means of withstanding the effects [ 405 ] of nuptial licentiousness, yet they are farther from even the letter of the Bible than those protestant celibates, the American Shakers, who discard the sexual relation altogether.
— from Demonology and Devil-lore by Moncure Daniel Conway

2. 8. 74, 5 burst your buttons, or not left you seame.
— from The Devil is an Ass by Ben Jonson

O, naething legal, ye understand; just gentlemen daffing at their wine.
— from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson

I may be only a priest's son, and dirt in the eyes of noblemen like you, but don't insult me so lightly and
— from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

There were they that heard a sobbing one night last year in The Chase; and it mid ha' gone hard wi' a certain party if folks had come along.
— from Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy

Hence, although Mechanism and Technic must not be confused and must ever stand side by side in our scientific investigation of natural law, yet must they be regarded as coalescing in a single higher principle incognisable by us.
— from Kant's Critique of Judgement by Immanuel Kant

'Happy and fortunate in all a man cares for, he does not understand what it is to find oneself no longer young—yet thrown back to the starting-point which requires the hopeful energy of youth—to feel one half of life gone, and nothing done—nothing remaining of wasted opportunity, but the bitter recollection that it has been.
— from North and South by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

I admit that you, only naturally, lost your head, and—and could not stop the foolish girl; that was not in your power.
— from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

“When I found out that you were in love with me, I felt delighted, and gave you every opportunity of becoming every day more deeply enamoured of me, thinking myself certain of never loving you myself.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova

“Then the vessel takes her departure—an old navigator like yourself, Madam Budd, ought not to forget the departure.”
— from Jack Tier; Or, The Florida Reef by James Fenimore Cooper

I wish I'd always such an one as you to see after the children; but you must run off now, lad, your mother was calling you as I came in, and I said I'd send you—good-by, and thank you."
— from The Grey Woman and other Tales by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

"You could have no business out alone in London at that time of night, laying yourself open to insult."
— from The Heavenly Twins by Sarah Grand

These three matches—and I could mention many others—show how important it is to play hard right up to the last stroke of the match, letting nothing put you off, never losing your temper, taking umpire's bad decisions and all the little annoyances that may disturb you in a sportsmanlike manner—keeping your whole attention, in fact, absolutely concentrated on the game.
— from Lawn Tennis for Ladies by Mrs. Lambert Chambers

To have allied my family with a child of Nature like yourself would have given me the greatest joy.
— from Duffels by Edward Eggleston

Upon this she burst into a fit of laughter, in the midst of her astonishment, and, throwing her arms around my neck, 'My dear Chevalier,' said she, 'I can hold out no longer; you are too amiable and too eccentric not to be pardoned.'
— from Court Memoirs of France Series — Complete by Various

Dialectic gas and wind appear to be by no means wanting among you, and why should not long practice in pneumatic philosophy have resulted in the internal generation of something a thousand times rarer than hydrogen, by which, in accordance with the most ordinary natural laws, you would not only rise to the ceiling and float there in quasi-angelic posture, but perhaps, as one of your feminine adepts is said to have done, flit Page 117 swifter than train or telegram to "still-vexed Bermoothes," and twit Ariel, if he happens to be there, for a sluggard?
— from Collected Essays, Volume V Science and Christian Tradition: Essays by Thomas Henry Huxley

When he had finished, a chief talked of Opechancanough’s love for the English, “high as the stars, deep as Popogusso, wide as from the sunrise to the sunset,” adding that the death of Nemattanow last year and the troubles over the hunting grounds had kindled in the breasts of the Indians no desire for revenge.
— from By order of the company by Mary Johnston