Phrases with "thank"

Well, thank you very much, but I do. Shadows of Ecstasy by Charles Williams

Wilkie Collins Thank you — oh! thank you, thank you!” My hand was on the cab door. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

Thank you! thank you!” Presently the Cambridge four-oar passed: it was speedily followed by the Oxford; the last came down in mid-stream, and Hardie eyed it keenly as it passed. Hard Cash by Charles Reade [1863]

My resolution forsook me; even now I could throw myself on my knees and thank God that you — you, dearest and noblest of human beings — are not my wife. Paul Clifford by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1830]

Charles Dickens However you came here, Mr. Sampson, or with whatever motive you came here, at least I thank you for that. Hunted Down by Charles Dickens [1860]

I didn’t stop to thank her; I just seized the bread and sank my teeth in it. Down and Out in Paris and London by George Orwell

But the point is, do you accept?” “No, thank you,” said I; “I have another string to my bow. The Wrecker by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne

John Galsworthy That’ll do, thank you, Powers. Now, Michael.” The maid faded out and Michael advanced to have a twist given to the ends of his tie. Maid in Waiting by John Galsworthy

Lucy Maud Montgomery You’ll put your horse in? And how are you, Anne?” “I’m as well as can be expected, thank you,” said Anne smilelessly. Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery [1908]

She wrote the well-known songs, Cleansing Fires and The Lost Chord, and among her many hymns are, I do not ask, O Lord, that Life may be, and My God, I thank Thee who hast made. A Short Biographical Dictionary of English Literature by John W. Cousin [1910]

Rudyard Kipling Then, at the last, we’ll get to port an’ hoist their baggage clear — The passengers, wi’ gloves an’ canes — an’ this is what I’ll hear: “Well, thank ye for a pleasant voyage. The Seven Seas by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Jane Austen His niece, meanwhile, did not thank him for what he had just done. Mansfield Park by Jane Austen [1814]

Wilkie Collins From the deep bottoms of my heart,” proceeded this curious man, taking a cordial leave of me, “I thank you, dear madam, for the Mayonnaise. When I come again, I pray you more of that lofely dish. Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins [1872]

Some day you will see that yourself, and will thank me for having prevented you from spoiling your life by a foolish marriage. The Red Rat’s Daughter by Guy Boothby [1899]

E. Phillips Oppenheim I thank God that our master has abler servants than I and the strength to crush this island of popinjays and fools!” “Popinjays seems severe,” Eddy murmured, in a hard tone. The Great Impersonation by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1920]

E. F. Benson You saw that my house was ready to welcome my return, and you must send me in all the bills and everything tomorrow and I’ll pay them at once, and I thank you enormously for your care of it. Mapp and Lucia by E. F. Benson [1931]

George Meredith I thank God we’ve all got it in our blood—the Flemings. I thank God for that now, I do. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

Elizabeth Gaskell I’m sure, sir, I don’t know rightly how to thank you,” faltered Mary softly forth. Mary Barton by Elizabeth Gaskell [1848]

He smiled at me all the while I sang, and I never said a prayer to thank him. Signa by Ouida

But, thank Heaven, Doctor Buddle says there’s nothing to make us at all uneasy. Wylder’s Hand by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

E. Phillips Oppenheim I thank you, Mr. Blunn, for your appreciation, and I thank you more especially still for the most wonderful entertainment at which I have ever been privileged to assist. The Wrath to Come by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1924]

Anthony Trollope Cicero had risen to thank Cæsar — on whose breath the recall of Marcellus depended — for his unexpected courtesy. The Life of Cicero by Anthony Trollope [1881]

Oh, I know the articles bless you, I use them every day — but not on my face, no thank you. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

Willa Cather In his pocket was the little note she had written to thank him. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

George Meredith Disown him, and I’ll pay you money and thank you. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Charles Kingsley Then, I believe, I come to London; and we shall meet once more: and I shall thank you, thank you, thank you, once more, for all your marvellous kindness. Two Years Ago by Charles Kingsley

Andrew Lang The young man was overjoyed at this sudden change in his fortunes, and did not know how to thank father Peter for his generosity. The Crimson Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

George Gissing All that was just fortunate chance; I’m not praising myself in saying I’ve been able to get more into my time than most other working men; it’s my father and mother I have to thank for it. Demos by George Gissing [1886]

Henry James We have still a future, thank God!” “I can’t forget — I don’t forget,” said Catherine. “You treated me too badly. Washington Square by Henry James [1880]

Henry James These are dead aches now, and I am under no obligation, thank heaven, to be definite about the business. The Coxon Fund by Henry James [1894]

Well, that’s all for this morning, thank God.” The warders unfixed bayonets and marched away. Collected Essays by George Orwell

Theodore Dreiser She prizes it so very highly, that I feel as though I ought to thank you myself. The Titan by Theodore Dreiser

George Meredith Will you promise me to speak to him? And also, thank him for helping Arthur Rhodes to a situation. Diana of the Crossways by George Meredith [1885]

Thank you — thank you greatly for your sympathy. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

Robert Louis Stevenson I have got your insufficient letter, for which I scorn to thank you. Vailima Letters by Robert Louis Stevenson

H. G. Wells You may sit on the Chronic Argo!” “No, thank you,” slowly replied the clergyman, eyeing that deformed structure thus indicated, suspiciously; “I am quite comfortable here. The Chronic Argonauts by H. G. Wells [1888]

Jonathan Swif I will send Harrison to-morrow morning to thank the Secretary. Poor Biddy Floyd4 has got the smallpox. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

She would not be weary, thank God! for she should enjoy the sweetest pastime such events could accord a woman of her character — perfecting a beautiful vengeance. The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas

Arthur Conan Doyle I turned to thank my preserver, who stood beside me in the roadway. His Last Bow by Arthur Conan Doyle [1917]

George Gissing I prefer to keep my earnings for my own spending, thank you. Thyrza by George Gissing [1887]

George Gissing You understand?” “Perfectly well, thank you sir,” replied Arthur. “If I live to earn a week’s wages you will certainly see me. Workers in the Dawn by George Gissing [1880]

Charles Dickens I made him my bow as he stepped back, to thank him for being so delicate. The Perils of Certain English Prisoners by Charles Dickens [1857]

R. D. Blackmore But you have been a wonderfully good brave boy, and your father may thank you for whatever he has done. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

You think it’s clever to be kind, don’t you? I always hated being with you, and I daresay sooner or later I can find someone else there, thank you. All Hallows’ Eve by Charles Williams [1945]

Wilkie Collins The instant she turned to thank me, I stood rooted to the spot. The Law and the Lady by Wilkie Collins [1875]

John Galsworthy You can pow-wow while I loosen my belt, or do you want to tighten yours?” “No, thank you, Auntie.” “Then go in there. Over the River by John Galsworthy

John Galsworthy Which was he? The manager went on: “I thank you for drawing my attention to the matter, gentlemen. The White Monkey by John Galsworthy

Arthur Conan Doyle I thank you, Tita! The Venetian glasses, cara mia, and fill them to the brim. The White Company by Arthur Conan Doyle [1891]

Thomas Hardy Stephen is very well, thank you, sir, and he’s in England; in fact, he’s at home. A Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy [1899]

Virginia Woolf This is sleep, she said to herself, half opening her eyes; thank goodness, she said to herself, shutting them again, this is sleep. The Years by Virginia Woolf [1937]

I RECEIVED yours here, and should thank you for the pleasure you seem to enjoy from my return; but I can hardly forbear being angry at you for rejoicing at what displeases me so much. Letters from Turkey by Mary Wortley Montagu [1725]

George Meredith How I thank my dear brother Roland for saving me the sight of you condemned to fight, against your conscience! He taught poor M. d’Henriel his lesson. Beauchamp's Career by George Meredith [1875]

Stranger, thou hast saved me, and I thank and bless thee! Is that also a homage thou wouldst reject?” With these words, she crossed her arms meekly on her bosom, and inclined lowlily before him. Zanoni by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1842]

Julian Hawthorne But I thank thee all the same, Christinchen, and I would like to do something — to ——’ “I stepped towards her: the fact is, I suppose I meant to kiss her. Mrs. Gainsborough’s Diamonds by Julian Hawthorne

Would you like to hear counsel for the defence?” “No, my lord, thank you. The Franchise Affair by Josephine Tey

And thank you for saying it was all right. All Hallows’ Eve by Charles Williams [1945]

Guy de Maupassant I thank you with my whole heart. Who Knows? (Qui sait ?) by Guy de Maupassant [1890]

There, that’s better! No, I never drink between meals, thank you. The Green Mummy by Fergus Hume

Robert Green Ingersoll I never addressed a more magnificent audience in my life, and I thank you, I thank you a thousand times over. Lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

E. F. Benson But, thank God! it is never too late. The House of Defence by E. F. Benson [1906]

Once more, let me thank you, my good friends, both in my own name and the queen’s. Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas [1845]

I thank the gracious Lord for it every night. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

Anthony Trollope Will you not put on some of Patrick’s things?” “No, thank you,” said he; “I shall not stay long. Castle Richmond by Anthony Trollope

George Meredith Of course you mean kindly to us; we see that—’ ‘I thank the Lord for it!’ he interposed. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Maria Edgeworth All this is unnecessary now-a-days, thank God!’ To this I agreed, and laughed for fear of being ridiculous. Belinda. by Maria Edgeworth

Lady Morgan But from the natural impatience and volatility of her character, (both very obvious,) this, thank Heaven! will soon be over. The Wild Irish Girl by Lady Morgan [1806]

You’re merely the straw that breaks the camel’s back, Mrs. Wilmington.” “Oh, thank you! That’s a great relief. Annie Kilburn by William Dean Howells

Jules Verne I thank you, nevertheless, and I consider myself as twice your debtor. Eight Hundred Leagues on the Amazon by Jules Verne [1881]

But even if she confessed all, could she save him? “I should only make matters worse,” thought Juliet, descending the stairs, “he’ll thank me some day for holding my tongue. The Secret Passage by Fergus Hume

I imagine there are quite a lot of tramps who thank God they are not tramps. Down and Out in Paris and London by George Orwell

Walter Scott I saw no chance for it, however, but to put myself into a towering passion, which, thank Heaven, I can always do on short notice. Saint Ronan’s Well by Walter Scott [1824]

George Gissing Why, Mrs. Butterfield, he has to thank me for everything! But for me he’d never have had a soul to hear his lectures. Thyrza by George Gissing [1887]

I fell on my knees in the passage to thank God. I thanked him for the light, for the air, for the restored power of respiration. Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin [1820]

Willa Cather It was full of solicitude, and a kind of secret gratitude, as if to thank her for some inexpressible pleasure of the heart. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

I’m hearty enough, thank God; for, barring a drop of rum now and then, I’ve no vices to speak of. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

D. H. Lawrence But this road can’t be lost by a blind man nor a boss-eyed man nor a cripple-and he’s neither, thank God.” “Don’t you be so sure o’ your walkin’ powers,” cried Frank’s wife. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

Charles Dickens YOUR name, sir,’ said Mr Tappertit, looking very hard at his nightcap, ‘is Chester, I suppose? You needn’t pull it off, sir, thank you. Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens [1841]

Andrew Lang I thank my stars that I was born A little British child. Books and Bookmen by Andrew Lang

Jack London They inflate themselves with pride, and throw out their chests when they contemplate the Abyss from which they have escaped, and they thank God that they are not as other men. The People of the Abyss by Jack London [1903]

Well, I thank God that conscience has impelled you to tell the truth at last, late as it is. The Cloven Foot by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

The spring that I discovered was more hidden and more universal, and for that very reason mankind ought to thank me the more. Letters on England by Voltaire [1734]

D. H. Lawrence But, thank goodness, his own cap now was a civilian tweed. The Captain’s Doll by D. H. Lawrence

Robert Louis Stevenson I do not merely thank you for your pleasant spirits; I have to thank you, besides, for some philosophy, of which I stood in need. Prince Otto by Robert Louis Stevenson

At the same moment her mother met her, and whispered — ‘Had you rather not, my dear?’ ‘I can do it, mamma, thank you — never mind. The Heir of Redclyffe by Charlotte M. Yonge [1853]

Maxim Gorky When the people realize the real value of these coins, they won’t thank you. Reminiscences of Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy by Maxim Gorky

Charles Dickens I thank you for your compliment. No Thoroughfare by Charles Dickens [1867]

No, you needn’t thank me,” he went on as she took the notes. The Hidden Door by Arthur Gask [1934]

Sir Richard Burton I pray Allah grant thee prosperity and perpetuance, but in very sooth, O King, my tongue is helpless to thank thee for the fullness of the favor, passing all measure, which thou hast bestowed upon me. The Arabian Nights' Entertainments by Sir Richard Burton

I thank you for coming — for trusting your trouble to me. The Rise of Silas Lapham by William Dean Howells

Edith Wharton At any rate, the taste of the past was now so bitter to him that he was moved to thank whatever gods there were for pushing that mortuary paragraph under his eye. The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton [1922]

Wilkie Collins Allow me to retire — and let me thank you for the trouble you took to save my drawing. I Say No by Wilkie Collins [1884]

William Morris I thank thee, said Birdalone, but it is like to be my will not to fare out-a-gates till the Champions come back home. The Water of the Wondrous Isles by William Morris [1897]

Thomas Hardy There be scents and good hair-oil in the world yet, thank God, and they’ll take off the roughest o’ my edge. Wessex Tales by Thomas Hardy [1888]

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu It is I who should thank you for taking, I am afraid, a great deal of trouble so promptly and kindly. Checkmate by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1871]

George Eliot That niver run i’ my family, thank God! no more nor a brown skin as makes her look like a mulatter. The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot [1860]

Mark Twain It is an imposture — this grotto stuff — but it is one that all men ought to thank the Catholics for. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

Jonathan Swif I am writing a letter to thank her, which I will send to-morrow morning. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Julian Hawthorne Well, it was altogether delightful; I had been guided by a happy destiny; thank fortune I had so conducted myself as at least not to prejudice Miss Birchmore against me. Mrs. Gainsborough’s Diamonds by Julian Hawthorne

I thought you had something dreadful to tell me; but, thank God, you are quite well, and haven’t even seen a ghost. The Wyvern Mystery by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Wilkie Collins If it would be in any way satisfactory to give you a second reference —” “Quite needless, Mrs. Mosey.” “Permit me to thank you again, miss. I Say No by Wilkie Collins [1884]

Charles Dickens I thank Heaven I never was in better temper than I am now. A Child’s History of England by Charles Dickens [1852]

Radclyffe Hall She would say: thank you, dear; you’re as strong as a lion!’ trying to keep that displeasure from her voice. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

Then Larose started to thank them most gratefully for all they had done, but Cecily at once cut him short. The Vengeance of Larose by Arthur Gask [1939]

Wilkie Collins Thank you, Light of my Life, thank you!” He kissed his hand to me, and threw himself back luxuriously in his chair. The Law and the Lady by Wilkie Collins [1875]

Virginia Woolf She will stand there till it is quite dark, thank you! “Her great love of the sea . The Common Reader by Virginia Woolf [1925]

E. Phillips Oppenheim I thank you very much for this—hospitality. Peter Ruff and the Double Four by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1912]

Ann Radcliffe The compassion expressed in his countenance, while he inquired how she did, revived her spirits, and she was endeavouring to thank him for his kindness when La Luc and Adeline came up. The Romance of the Forest by Ann Radcliffe [1791]

Robert Louis Stevenson We all have by our bedsides the box of the Merchant Abudah, thank God, securely enough shut; but when a young man sacrifices sleep to labour, let him have a care, for he is playing with the lock. Memories and Portraits by Robert Louis Stevenson

F. Scott Fitzgerald He wished Miles would be within hearing when the cocktails were passed to hear his succinct, unobtrusive, “No, thank you. Taps at Reveille by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1935]

Radclyffe Hall By return would come loving letters of thanks; she would write: ‘I do thank my two very dear children. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

Robert Green Ingersoll I thank Columbus and Magellan. I thank Locke and Hume, Bacon and Shakespeare. I thank Fulton and Watt, Franklin and Morse, who made lightning the messenger of man. Lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

Gertrude Stein Cold a packet must soak sheer land, leave it a yield so that nuts nuts are below when when cap bags are nearly believe me it is nice and quiet I thank you. Geography and Plays by Gertrude Stein

Jane Austen No, I thank you, I have nothing to trouble you with. Persuasion by Jane Austen [1818]

H. G. Wells I thank Him. Why should I complain of a loss of freedom? Where should I be without it?” He glanced again at his watch. Babes In The Darkling Woods by H. G. Wells [1940]

H. G. Wells Thank Heaven and again thank Heaven! Heaven was behaving beautifully to her and she was going to carry things off. Babes In The Darkling Woods by H. G. Wells [1940]

James Payn Neighbours and friends all, I thank you very much. Mirk Abbey by James Payn [1866]

I presume I should be just so myself if I had been brought up in Altruria, which, thank goodness, I wasn’t. A Traveler from Altruria by William Dean Howells

William Makepeace Thackeray How tenderly she would hint at Dora’s little imperfections of education! — how cleverly she would insinuate that the poor girl had no wit! and, thank God, no more she had. The Fitz-Boodle Papers by William Makepeace Thackeray [1842-43]

Washington Irving I am neither bird nor beast, and I thank heaven for it. The Alhambra by Washington Irving

I thank God that it has proved so. Fenton’s Quest by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1871]

Andrew Lang They have ceased, indeed, thank Heaven! to imitate you; and even in ‘descriptive articles’ the touch of Mr. Gigadibs, of him whom ‘we almost took for the true Dickens,’ has disappeared. Letters to Dead Authors by Andrew Lang

Henry Handel Richardson Now, thank God, he could stand on his own legs again; could relieve John of his bond, pay off the mortgage on the house, insure his life before it was too late. Australia Felix by Henry Handel Richardson

Wilkie Collins May I offer you anything? — a glass of sherry, a —” “Nothing, thank you. Basil by Wilkie Collins [1852]

Guy de Maupassan And how are you, Mons. Chicot?” “Oh! pretty well, thank you, except a few rheumatic pains occasionally; otherwise, I should have nothing to complain of. The Little Cask (Le Petit Fut) by Guy de Maupassan

Well, she wasn’t past learning, thank God. If it had all got to be redone, it should be redone. The Place of the Lion by Charles Williams [1931]

Walter Scott I hope to thank him at Madras one day soon — All this in confidence — Good-morrow to you. The Surgeon’s Daughter by Walter Scott [1827]

But as I tried to thank him, he checked my stammering. Chance by Joseph Conrad [1913]

Margaret Oliphant It came by the last post when Susan was out, thank heaven. Salem Chapel by Margaret Oliphant [1862]

And day after day my heart grows, thank God! It grows in goodness, and I wish good for everybody. Mother by Maksim Gorky

Edith Wharton It had been a mistake, after all, to let it appear that she was indifferent to the flowers; she must remember to thank Susan for rescuing them. New Year’s Day by Edith Wharton

Walter Scott I know the truth of the whole affair from my friend, the Earl of Etherington, who ought to thank Heaven so long as he lives, that saved him on that occasion from the commission of a very great crime. Saint Ronan’s Well by Walter Scott [1824]

Good Lord, how is it possible to suffer so much? Ah, my good lady, thank you! You don’t forget the poor. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

Edith Wharton I’ve nothing to do with the peasantry, thank God!” The youth had emptied another glass. The Valley of Decision by Edith Wharton [1902]

Arthur Conan Doyle But above all I thank you for that you have delivered into my hands one whom I had vowed to punish in that he has caused us more scathe by fouler means than any living man. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

Maria Edgeworth Her letter was as follows:— “With my whole heart, dear Granville, I thank you for the generous confidence you have shown towards me, and for the invariable steadiness of your faith and love. Helen by Maria Edgeworth

Wilkie Collins She is my dearest friend, Mr. Bishopriggs. I want to thank you. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Anthony Hope I thank God that you have come to no more hurt by it. Rupert of Hentzau by Anthony Hope

Like to do a bit of fishing?” “Oh no? thank you,” laughed Larose. “It’s too messy a business for me. The Grave-digger of Monks Arden by Arthur Gask [1938]

Arthur Conan Doyle If this be such a one —” “I thank you all for your very gentle courtesy,” said a booming voice from the figure upon the ground. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

Yes, thank Heaven, I’ve killed scores of those young Nazi louts you refer to. The House with the High Wall by Arthur Gask [1948]

Henry Fielding No one can, I think, justly accuse me of a crime on that account; and I thank Heaven my shame will never be directed by the false opinion of the world. Amelia by Henry Fielding

We’ve still our hands, thank God; we need not go thieving or begging from some other poor man; we’ll earn our bread. An Honest Thief by Fyodor Dostoyevsky [1848]

Anthony Trollope I never felt more satisfaction — never, Bell!” “Nor did I,” said her mother; “I may truly say that I thank God for this good thing. The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

Andrew Lang Early in the morning Jack put a bold face upon the matter, and walked into the giant’s room to thank him for his lodging. The Blue Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Arnold Bennett Who is responsible for his being in debt to the tune of a million pounds? He’s only got himself and his bad habits to thank for that. The Grand Babylon Hotel by Arnold Bennett [1902]

Have a drink before you change?” “No, thank you,” He replied with his eyes searching my face. The Shadow of Larose by Arthur Gask [1930]

Olaf Stapledon He flung himself into the easy chair and said, “Thank God, oh, thank God, that’s over! How wise of me, quite unconsciously wise, to fetch you along to be best man. A Man Divided by Olaf Stapledon

Willa Cather I’ve Pinero to thank for both pleasures. The Troll Garden by Willa Cather [1905]

I must get on! Good afternoon and thank you, sir!” “Good afternoon. The Beautiful White Devil by Guy Boothby [1897]

Henry James When it was finished she felt a strong desire to thank the player, and rose from her seat to do so, while at the same time the stranger turned quickly round, as if but just aware of her presence. Portrait of a Lady by Henry James [1881]

You see now why I did not care to know your gentleman in the mask; for really, in spite of his excellent intentions, I could not thank him for what he has done. Twenty Years After by Alexandre Dumas [1845]

Yet I thank God that I have lived! I thank God, that I have beheld his throne, the heavens, and earth, his footstool. The Last Man by Mary Shelley

Anthony Trollope Phineas could only say that he was very proud to be so highly honoured, and that he hoped she was well, “Pretty well, I thank you. Phineas Finn by Anthony Trollope

E. Phillips Oppenheim Anything else, Mr. Dory?” “I thank your ladyship, nothing!” the detective answered. Peter Ruff and the Double Four by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1912]

Henry James Rose herself, thank heaven, was, with all her exaltation, only temporary. The Other House by Henry James [1896]

Emily Dickinson If I couldn’t thank you, Being just asleep, You will know I’m trying With my granite lip! Sleep is supposed to be, By souls of sanity, The shutting of the eye. Poems by Emily Dickinson

Wilkie Collins I respect you; I admire you; I thank you with my whole heart. Little Novels by Wilkie Collins [1887]

Robert Green Ingersoll I thank Luther for protesting against the abuses of the Church, but denounce him because he was an enemy of liberty. Lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

But, thank heaven, I have never been the kind of man to wait for dead men’s shoes. The Golden Calf by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

George Gissing You’re a good fellow—” he laughed—“and I thank you heartily. Our Friend the Charlatan by George Gissing [1899]

George Meredith What, then, if those tears came of the repressed desire to thank her with some little warmth? He was honour’s own, and warmhearted Patrick talked of him as a friend whose heart was, his friend’s. Celt and Saxon by George Meredith [1910]

Edith Wharton The picture stood there as you see it now — it was as though she’d met me on the threshold and taken me in her arms! I tried to thank him, to tell him what it meant to me, but he cut me short. Crucial Instances by Edith Wharton [1901]

George Meredith I had to thank him for the gift of fresh perceptions. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Andrew Lang In the morning she was much better, and the grateful father did not know how to thank Bobino enough. The Grey Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

We are perfectly safe; I’m in no real danger, but harassed incessantly—only harassed, and that, thank God, shall end. The Wyvern Mystery by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

The Duchessa, who had gone into the next room, reappeared like an actress taking a call, made a little curtsey, full of grace, to her people, and said to them: “My friends, I thank you. The Charterhouse of Parma by Stendhal

Inform the king that I thank him for his obedience to the wishes of the queen-mother, and that I will do everything for the accomplishment of his will. The Vicomte de Bragelonne by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Enjoying your tennis?” “Very much, sir, thank you. The Man Without Nerves by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1934]

Edith Wharton She had learned, thank heaven, that there were other things in life. The Children by Edith Wharton [1928]

Caramba! What toil! What fatigue! Let us thank the saints, however. Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

Wilkie Collins He said he should be only too glad to thank you again, when I asked him to come and judge of what you were really like in your own lodging. Hide and Seek by Wilkie Collins [1854]

Rudyard Kipling I thank you, but I don’t use any tobacco you’d be likely to carry . Traffics and Discoveries by Rudyard Kipling [1904]

I did think of locking myself in while I was at work, but, thank goodness, the iron door had no keyhole on the inside. The Amateur Cracksman by E. W. Hornung [1899]

H. G. Wells You will be the last World Marshal and the Lord of Peace. You will have done a crowning service to mankind, for which all the world will thank you. The Holy Terror by H. G. Wells [1939]

You occupy yourself with your prisoners; I can amuse myself without you, thank you. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

Margaret Oliphant Then after a pause—“But, thank God, it is not here, Arthur, nor at Lonsdale, nor anywhere where we are known. Salem Chapel by Margaret Oliphant [1862]

Wilkie Collins I tried to thank her, but my voice failed me. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

George Gissing And not on his own account did he thank protecting fortune. The Whirlpool by George Gissing [1896]

I thank you for your companionship, and for the loyalty you have extended to me throughout our journey. Dr Nikola Returns by Guy Boothby [1896]

John Galsworthy May I offer you a cocktail, or a glass of sherry?” “No, thank you. The Silver Spoon by John Galsworthy

H. Rider Haggard We thank you for your words, O ye gods, and we pray you to be merciful to us, for the threats of true gods are very terrible. The People of the Mist by H. Rider Haggard

A wild shout of joy proclaims that he has said ‘No, thank you. Sketches by Boz by Charles Dickens [1836]

Anne Bronte A carriage and a lady’s-maid were great conveniences; but, thank heaven, she had feet to carry her, and hands to minister to her own necessities. Agnes Grey by Anne Bronte [1847]

I expect you are fond of engines, aren’t you?” “Not just now, thank you,” said John. “I am sometimes. Diana Tempest by Mary Cholmondeley [1893]

I come to thank you in her name. The Maker of Moons by Robert W. Chambers

Lucy Maud Montgomery And that’s all the blessings I can think of just now to thank Thee for. Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery [1908]

Jonathan Swif I have been now almost three weeks here, and I thank God, am much better in my head, if it does but continue. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu What business could he and Mr. Larkin, and that Jew, have with my child, who, thank God, is in Heaven, and out of the reach of their hands, evil hands, I dare say. The Tenants of Malory by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu [1867]

Arthur Conan Doyle It is very clear to me now that he knew Gorgiano to be close upon him, and that, thank God, he was ready for him when he came. His Last Bow by Arthur Conan Doyle [1917]

I will issue my orders to-morrow morning, and he will never more, during his brief stay in England, gain admission to Bartram–Haugh. Good-night, my good niece; I thank you. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

E. Phillips Oppenheim Go away before he looks you up to thank you for what you did. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

Willa Cather No, thank you, Fred, NO champagne. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

James Payn I am conscious of the honour you have done me in this matter, and I thank you; but I decline your offer. Mirk Abbey by James Payn [1866]

Frances Hodgson Burnett And, thank God, it’s not because if she doesn’t see him now she’ll never see him alive again. Robin by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]

Horace Walpole On my knees, let me thank —” “Hold! gentle Princess,” said Theodore, “nor demean thyself before a poor and friendless young man. The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole [1764]

Enough; I thank you most heartily, in the name of these my children. I Promessi Sposi by Alessandro Manzoni

Anatole France Afterwards I went with M. d’Anquetil to the vicar to thank him for his good offices. At the Sign of the Reine Pédauque by Anatole France

The butler muttered something that sounded like: “Quite well, thank you, sir,” and then closed his eyes again. The Judgment of Larose by Arthur Gask [1934]

Thomas Hobbes Praise and magnifying are signified both by words and actions: by words, when we say a man is good or great; by actions, when we thank him for his bounty, and obey his power. Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes

We thank you, Reggie; we appreciate the good deed which you have done, and we drink to your next fortunate adventure. The Crime and the Criminal by Richard Marsh [1897]