Phrases with "writing"

Wilkie Collins My object in writing is to prevent you (if I can) from misinterpreting my language and my conduct, on the only two occasions when we happen to have met. The Guilty River by Wilkie Collins [1886]

The writing was very faint, and in part obliterated. A Thousand Miles up the Nile by Amelia B. Edwards [1877]

Henry Fielding Of writing lives in general, and particularly of Pamela; with a word by the bye of Colley Cibber and others. The History of the Adventures of Joseph Andrews and his friend Mr Abraham Adams by Henry Fielding

Edith Wharton There is probably no point on which the average man has more definite views than on the uselessness of writing a letter that is hard to write. The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton [1922]

Florence Dixie The sheets had been sparsely used, and the writing that had been blotted thereon, looked pretty clear. Redeemed in Blood by Florence Dixie [1889]

Wilkie Collins A lady was seated at the table with my pencil in her hand, writing in my sketch-book! After waiting a moment, I advanced a few steps nearer to the door, and stopped again in breathless amazement. The Two Destinies by Wilkie Collins [1876]

E. Phillips Oppenheim She recognised Fardale’s writing and tore the envelope quickly open: “My dear Mildred, “You have worn out my patience. Harvey Garrard's Crime by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1926]

Jack London So important did it seem to the priest, that he had the confession taken down in writing and sworn to. The Iron Heel by Jack London [1908]

Anthony Trollope It was from the Major. Tifto’s letters were very legible, but the writing was cramped, showing that the operation had been performed with difficulty. The Duke’s Children by Anthony Trollope

George Meredith Under the circumstances, Gower thought such a piece of writing to him magnanimous. The Amazing Marriage by George Meredith [1895]

Algernon Blackwood He said he had been writing hard, but his inspiration had somehow failed him, and he was dissatisfied with his work. John Silence by Algernon Blackwood

Edith Wharton After all, he had nothing to reproach himself with but the venial wrong of concealing from Laura Lou that he did his writing at the Willows, and not at the New Hour office. Hudson River Bracketed by Edith Wharton [1929]

Now if you will tell me — what is in your mind — what you spoke of writing — I will mount again and go home. The hesitation of Miss Anderson by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1903]

The fourth sign of a partial disposition in writing of history I take to be this: When a matter is related in two or more several manners, and the historian shall embrace the worst. Essays and Miscellanies by Plutarch

In writing home of his life in the island Patteson regularly depreciates his own hardships, saying how unworthy he feels himself to be ranked with the pioneers in African work. Victorian Worthies by George Henry Blore

Now. Fabyan, writing for Henry VII, says that the boy was captured and brought before Edward IV, was struck in the face by Edward with his gauntlet and immediately slain by the King’s servants. The Daughter of Time by Josephine Tey

Wilkie Collins He had been entirely absorbed in writing figures on the sand, and then rubbing them out again with the point of his stick. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

Gertrude Stein This his first apartment was just off the place du Tertre. We spent the evening there and he and Gertrude Stein went over all the writing he had done up to that time. The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas by Gertrude Stein [1933]

H. G. Wells If I did not get to writing in Italy in the pose of The New Machiavelli, I got to the south of France. It was much the same thing. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

Miles Franklin I felt like writing a dozen letters there and then, and was on the point of giving way to my inclination, when my attention was arrested by what I considered the gem of the whole turn-out. My Brilliant Career by Miles Franklin

Leon Trotsky I sent Lenin a letter about it, writing it in longhand, without even keeping a copy of it, while I went on with my round of inspection. My Life by Leon Trotsky

Like most people capable of writing battle poetry, Kipling had never been in battle, but his vision of war is realistic. Rudyard Kipling by George Orwell [1942]

Edith Wharton It had kept him from writing to her, or betraying, by any sign or act, his misery and mortification. The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton [1920]

Tod was not in, and I sat up in our room, writing to Mr. Brandon, which I had put off doing until I felt ashamed. Seeing Life by Ellen Wood [1871]

Lucy Maud Montgomery But I do think that writing take-notices up on the wall about the boys and girls is the silliest ever. Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery [1908]

Sigmund Freud While writing down the dream, a part of it occurs to me which my memory wished to pass over. The Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud [1911]

William Makepeace Thackeray She would make out long lists in this way, writing each article in a separate line, so as to have more space for detailing all my cruelties and her tremendous wrongs. The Memoires of Barry Lyndon by William Makepeace Thackeray [1852]

Arthur Conan Doyle If you have anything to say, you will find me writing my report in the sitting-room. The Return of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1904]

Elizabeth Gaskell She did but little plain-sewing; not more writing than could be avoided, and employed herself principally in knitting. The Life of Charlotte Bronte by Elizabeth Gaskell [1857]

Wilkie Collins After writing for more than two hours, she left off while the letter was still unfinished. No Name by Wilkie Collins [1862]

Leslie Stephen There are moments at which his writing takes the terse, vigorous tone of his talk. Samuel Johnson by Leslie Stephen [1878]

The golden hopes of peace have in a single night turned to dead leaves in every drawer of every benevolent theorist’s writing table. Notes on Life and Letters by Joseph Conrad [1921]

Wilkie Collins There was my half-finished drawing of the waterfall — but where were the two lines of writing beneath? Gone! I strained my eyes; I looked and looked. The Two Destinies by Wilkie Collins [1876]

She’ll be writing letters, and maybe printing things; but you don’t take in the papers here, so it won’t come so much by surprise like. The Wyvern Mystery by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

H. G. Wells You have to write and keep on writing memoranda on the different expressions of our fundamental ideas, as fact challenges them. The Holy Terror by H. G. Wells [1939]

Miles Franklin The idea of writing a book to make fun of the other books grew with cossetting. My Career Goes Bung by Miles Franklin [1946]

Do you know the writing, sir?” “No,” said Eustace; “it’s not the writing of anyone I know. The Beast with Five Fingers by W. F. Harvey

Wilkie Collins He drew their attention to the thickness of the paper — note-paper of the strongest and best quality — on which the writing was traced. The Law and the Lady by Wilkie Collins [1875]

Edith Wharton But perhaps that does not justify my writing to Mr. Amherst without your knowing it. Fruit of the Tree by Edith Wharton [1907]

Anthony Trollope Those who have gone before me in writing the life of Cicero have, in telling their story as to Milo, very properly gone to Asconius for their details. The Life of Cicero by Anthony Trollope [1881]

Anthony Trollope I would give a shilling to know how the bishop gets out of it in writing to the Marquis, and half-a-crown to see the Marquis’s rejoinder. The Vicar of Bullhampton by Anthony Trollope [1870]

Anthony Trollope The man had outraged all propriety by writing to his wife. The Prime Minister by Anthony Trollope

He had enjoyed writing that article. A Shilling for Candles by Josephine Tey [1936]

Henry Handel Richardson She noticed how scribbly the writing was — Richard had evidently been hard pushed for time. Australia Felix by Henry Handel Richardson

Wilkie Collins Did I pass the miserable hours in writing letters to Philip and then tearing them up? Or did I only fancy that I wrote to him? I have just looked at the fireplace. The Legacy of Cain by Wilkie Collins [1889]

Charles Dickens I do not apologise for thus writing you, for oh, my heart is so very sorrowful. The Uncommercial Traveller by Charles Dickens [1860]

George Meredith I cannot think that concealment is good, save for very base persons; and since you take the initiative in writing very openly, I will do so likewise. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

Daddy’s writing a thing for one of the reviews on the elective principle for India this week. A Daughter of To-Day by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1894]

Mr. Gryce, on what does this mystery hinge? On the bit of writing which these young people were so alarmed at having left behind them. The Circular Study by Anna Katharine Green

Virginia Woolf It must still, in the year 1938, largely consist in reading and writing our own tongue. Three Guineas by Virginia Woolf [1938]

Richard Burton But, unless he be capable of writing and reading a letter correctly, it would be unadvisable to stick such an article in the waist-belt, as this gives out publicly that he is a scribe. Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Al-Madinah and Meccah by Richard Burton

Thomas Wolfe Few people believed that he could long survive it, and his writing friends did not understand how he could get any work done. You Can’t Go Home Again by Thomas Wolfe [1940]

She spent the summer in Scotland and Yorkshire, writing to me continually of all she now meant to do, and stirring my imagination. The New Machiavelli by Herbert George Wells [1911]

I do not mean that the people Miller is writing about constitute a majority, still less that he is writing about proletarians. Inside the Whale by George Orwell [1940]

M. P. Shiel The proof that I am seriously concerned is this letter, since it is well known that I am not fond of writing letters, and am daily compelled to leave missives from unknown correspondents unanswered. The Lost Viol by M. P. Shiel [1905]

Thomas Hardy The girl brought it to the captain, who found that it was directed to Eustacia. He turned it over and over, and fancied that the writing was her husband’s, though he could not be sure. Return of the Native by Thomas Hardy

Wilkie Collins He opened the portfolio, and counted the loose leaves of writing in it carefully. The Guilty River by Wilkie Collins [1886]

Anthony Trollope And he could be rid of them without even saying or writing another word. Is He Popenjoy? by Anthony Trollope [1878]

E. F. Benson I was on the point of writing to you in any case, so she begs me to say we shall be charmed. Trouble for Lucia by E. F. Benson [1939]

Wilkie Collins Having returned to the duties of my office, I thought of writing to the Minister. While the proposed letter was still in contemplation, I was informed that a lady wished to see me. The Legacy of Cain by Wilkie Collins [1889]

His clerk left him at the usual hour; but the master sat, long after dark, writing letters and reading law-papers, while the snow drifted against his windows and whitened the quiet quadrangle below. Charlotte’s Inheritance by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1868]

Virginia Woolf I have just come in; I have flung down my hat and my stick; I am writing the first thing that comes into my head without troubling to put the paper straight. The Waves by Virginia Woolf [1931]

We both could write, and all that we said in general terms was reflected in the particular in our minds; it was ourselves we saw, and no others, writing and speaking that moving word. The New Machiavelli by Herbert George Wells [1911]

Wilkie Collins A gentleman sat writing at a table near the window. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Virginia Woolf For while Jane Austen breaks from melody to melody as Mozart from song to song, to read this writing was like being out at sea in an open boat. A room of one’s own by Virginia Woolf [1929]

Charles Dickens I have the great misfortune not to be able to read and write, and I am speaking my true and faithful account of those Adventures, and my lady is writing it, word for word. The Perils of Certain English Prisoners by Charles Dickens [1857]

Arthur Conan Doyle Yes, now, in broad daylight, writing coolly and with time for reflection, I am compelled to confirm every thing which I wrote in my journal last night. The Parasite by Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

Charles Dickens I carry, therefore, no writing which, found upon me, would lead to its certain loss. Barnaby Rudge by Charles Dickens [1841]

George Gissing It’s my time for writing letters, and I’d rather have your room than your company. The Unclassed by George Gissing [1883]

Anthony Trollope Is he in danger?” “His mother, in writing to Florence, says that he is not in danger, but that he is confined to the house. The Claverings by Anthony Trollope

Anton Chekhov He felt that every line he wrote reeked of malice and affectation, but he could not stop, and went on writing and writing. The Chorus Girl and other stories by Anton Chekhov

Frances Hodgson Burnett On a day when the Duchess had a cold and was obliged to remain in her room Robin was with her, writing and making notes of instruction at her bedside. Robin by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]

In our time it is broadly true that political writing is bad writing. Politics and the English Language by George Orwell

M. de Commarin, without seeming to pay any attention to Noel, approached his writing table, and opened a drawer. The Widow Lerouge by Émile Gaboriau

Sinclair Lewis He stands out in the correspondence of the Souvenir and Art Novelty Company as “Our Mr. Wrenn,” who would be writing you directly and explaining everything most satisfactorily. Our Mr. Wrenn by Sinclair Lewis

Virginia Woolf Never before had William wasted the minutes of her presence in writing his letters. Night and Day by Virginia Woolf [1919]

Wilkie Collins The writing must have been hurried, and it had to all appearance been hurriedly dried toward the corner of a perfectly clean leaf of the blotting-paper. A Rogue’s Life by Wilkie Collins [1879]

Margaret Oliphant He might be late of getting up (they’re mostly lazy in the morning), or he might be writing his letters, or he might be seeing to his guns, or there’s just a hundred things he might be doing. The Wizard's Son by Margaret Oliphant [1882]

Anthony Trollope It was written, certainly, with a swift pen, and, but that he knew her writing well, would in parts have been hardly legible. Is He Popenjoy? by Anthony Trollope [1878]

Fanny Fern Breaking the seal of the first, she read as follows: “To ‘Floy.’ “I am rough old man, Miss, and not used to writing or talking to ladies. Ruth Hall by Fanny Fern [1854]

Charles Kingsley I wonder what he is writing now? I wonder where he has been to-day, and what he has been thinking of. Two Years Ago by Charles Kingsley

H. G. Wells In this lair I tried to do some writing and my correspondence, and from it I sallied out to find that job that was to carry me and all my fortunes until I had really mastered this writing business. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

George Gissing How can I remember them all? But I liked yours as soon as I read it, and I am writing to you first of all. The Paying Guest by George Gissing [1895]

Jonathan Swif I dined to-day with the Duke of Argyle at Cue [Kew], and would not go to the Court to-night, because of writing to MD. The Bishop of Clogher has been here this fortnight: I see him as often as I can. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Willa Cather We think you ought to let us settle an income on you, so that you could give up your university work and devote all your time to writing and research. The Professor’s House by Willa Cather [1925]

Wilkie Collins I told Michael to wait a moment, and opened my writing desk. Little Novels by Wilkie Collins [1887]

Robert Louis Stevenson The young lady’s first step was to call for writing materials and write, upon one corner of the table, a hasty note; still, as she did so, glancing with smiles at her companion. The Dynamiter by Robert Louis Stevenson

He had little schooling, and had great difficulty in writing out his earlier poems, but was earnest in giving himself such culture as he could. A Short Biographical Dictionary of English Literature by John W. Cousin [1910]

But that he knew the force of law was conserved, if not in writing at least in the opinion of men, he shows in many ways. Essays and Miscellanies by Plutarch

E. Phillips Oppenheim I don’t think, after all, I shall ever need to use that little packet!”


THE writing sprawled down to the end of the page. The Amazing Partnership by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1914]

But the paper’s so thin, and the ink so pale, and the writing so small, I could scarcely see it if it were English.” And I had to go over it twice before I could make it out. Charles Van Rheyn by Ellen Wood [1875]

Sinclair Lewis All the time writing this book of his. Selected Short Stories by Sinclair Lewis

G. K. Chesterton But if it comes to that it is (as I clearly perceive) absurd to be writing a book about Mr. Bernard Shaw at all. George Bernard Shaw by G. K. Chesterton [1909]

Elizabeth Gaskell You can save your brother; and you’ll do yourself no harm by writing this letter, for of course you see your engagement is broken off. The Moorland Cottage by Elizabeth Gaskell [1851]

G. K. Chesterton I was not being anything false; I was simply writing before I could write. Autobiography by G. K. Chesterton [1936]

Gertrude Stein They asked all sorts of questions, they wanted to know most often why Gertrude Stein thought she was right in doing the kind of writing she did. The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas by Gertrude Stein [1933]

Henry James But I was in a very nervous state then, having gone through a great diversity of emotion while writing it, for many months. Hawthorne by Henry James [1879]

Henry James Really to be there this time moreover was a vision that made the idea of writing something subtle about Neil Paraday only the more inspiring. The Death of the Lion by Henry James [1894]

Virginia Woolf But miracle is not a word to use in writing of Gibbon. If miracle there was it lay in the inexplicable fact which Gibbon, who seldom stresses a word, himself thought worthy of italics: “ . The Death of the Moth and other essays by Virginia Woolf [1942]

His correspondence was conducted by the telegraph or telephone; and the room, therefore, was absorbed neither by books nor writing desks. Phantom Fortune by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

The interior was filled with writing in the Sanskrit character, a great deal of which had faded and was barely decipherable. Dr Nikola’s Experiment by Guy Boothby [1899]

Rudyard Kipling He will have to explain offeecially how the deuce-an’-all he is writing love-letters to the Czar. And they are very clever maps . Kim by Rudyard Kipling [1901]

William Makepeace Thackeray As soon as I am dead, therefore, place this writing on my breast. The Paris Sketch Book by William Makepeace Thackeray [1840]

Anthony Trollope But, Mr. Tudor, there will be a good deal of writing to do when we are there. The Three Clerks by Anthony Trollope

Frances Hodgson Burnett To those who came in and out of the house in Eaton Square the figure sitting at the desk writing letters or taking orders from the Duchess was that of the unconsidered and unreal girl. Robin by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]

From writing a few lines in Amabel’s daily letter to Laura, he proceeded to filling the envelope, and from being put to sleep by Charles’s reading, to reading aloud the whole evening himself. The Heir of Redclyffe by Charlotte M. Yonge [1853]

M. R. James Those who spend the greater part of their time in reading or writing books are, of course, apt to take rather particular notice of accumulations of books when they come across them. A Warning to the Curious and other ghost stories by M. R. James

H. G. Wells Readers in those days to come will not believe what I am writing here. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

Wilkie Collins It strikes me that I am falling into a bad habit of writing too much about myself. The Black Robe by Wilkie Collins [1881]

George Gissing I left him writing letters — he’s always writing letters. Sleeping Fires by George Gissing [1896]

Three days later, Eustace, writing alone in the library at night, saw it sitting on an open book at the other end of the room. The Beast with Five Fingers by W. F. Harvey

The writing was not easily decipherable for the tears which the orphan girl had shed over it. John Marchmont’s Legacy by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

He was always writing to Bowring and Sir Hannibal, but they would not help him. The Crowned Skull by Fergus Hume

H. G. Wells I began to read with avidity such writing as Carlyle, Browning, and Heine have left for the perplexity of posterity, and not only to read and admire but to imitate. In the Days of the Comet by H. G. Wells [1906]

Leslie Stephen The whole class of more or less allegorical writing has thus the peculiarity that something more is meant than meets the ear. Swift by Leslie Stephen [1882]

Anthony Trollope An author should not quote himself; but as I feel myself bound, in writing a chapter specially about Niagara, to give some account of this strange position, I will venture to repeat my own words. North America by Anthony Trollope

Andrew Lang The Latin and the writing are often equally crabbed. The Library by Andrew Lang

Fanny Fern I want you, therefore, to assist me by writing out my story and giving me the book. Ruth Hall by Fanny Fern [1854]

William Morris Wherefore it has been deemed not unlike that from this monk’s writing has come the more part of the tale above told. The Well At The World’s End by William Morris [1896]

Leslie Stephen He had been in the habit of writing to Swift since their first acquaintance, and Bolingbroke had occasionally joined him. Alexander Pope by Leslie Stephen [1880]

Wilkie Collins He saw her, as if he had just asked her a question, writing on her slate. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Anthony Trollope Yours, with all my heart, A. C. As he waxed warm with his writing he had forced himself to be affectionate, and, as he flattered himself, frank and candid. The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

Miller claims that they are the only true feminine writing that has ever appeared, whatever that may mean. Inside the Whale by George Orwell [1940]

Henry James He likes my reading and writing now, but in a month he will begin to hate them. A Light Man by Henry James [1869]

But in writing these scanty words of recollection I feel the shake, and am obliged to stop. Dickens by Adolphus William Ward [1882]

Ford Madox Ford And the army is not very good at writing letters . No More Parades by Ford Madox Ford [1925]

I am sure that of all educational processes there is none better than book-making; and the man who begins by making books must be a dolt, dunce, and dunderhead, if he do not end by writing them. Charlotte’s Inheritance by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1868]

Arthur Conan Doyle I had been writing about three hours, and the waning light (it was in September) was warning me that the time had come to stop, when suddenly, to my intense astonishment, I heard a human voice. The Fate of the Evangeline by Arthur Conan Doyle

Goldwin Smith At the age of thirty-two, writing of himself, he says, “I am of a very singular temper, and very unlike all the men that I have ever conversed with. Cowper by Goldwin Smith [1880]

The commander-in-chief, General Valencia, writing perhaps under some inspiring influence, is more figurative in his discourse. Life in Mexico by Frances Calderon de la Barca [1843]

He settled ultimately at Somerleaze, near Wells, where he occupied himself in study, writing for periodicals, and with the duties of a magistrate. A Short Biographical Dictionary of English Literature by John W. Cousin [1910]

Ivan Turgenev He took some round spectacles in iron frames out of a little table, put them on his nose, read the writing and looked at me again through the spectacles. The Dog by Ivan Turgenev

Edith Wharton Gladys Toy’s vast blue eyes had always been like searchlights; but tonight they seemed actually to be writing her private history over his head, like an advertising aeroplane. Twilight Sleep by Edith Wharton [1927]

Edith Wharton He had escaped from it by writing it out and selling it to an editor. Hudson River Bracketed by Edith Wharton [1929]

Thomas Carlyle The art of writing was but just introduced into Arabia; it seems to be the true opinion that Mahomet never could write! Life in the Desert, with its experiences, was all his education. On Heroes and Hero Worship and the Heroic in History by Thomas Carlyle

I’ll have it brought down to the hall and you can pretend to mount guard over it while I’m writing a letter. Beasts and Super-Beasts by Saki

Maria Edgeworth If Emma had known it, she would have prevented him from writing such a harsh note, for she is such a good creature. The Modern Griselda by Maria Edgeworth

Watkin Tench To execute this purpose his Excellency has ordered the Sirius to prepare for the voyage; by which conveyance the opportunity of writing to you is afforded me. A Narrative of the The Expedition to Botany Bay by Watkin Tench [1788]

Hence came the rapid composition of the poem, which cost less time in writing than in printing. Charles Lamb by Thomas De Quincey

Sir Walter Scott I hope you will exert your indulgence as to my boldness in writing to you, where it seems to me, though perhaps erroneously, that your safety and honour are concerned. Waverley by Sir Walter Scott [1829]

G. K. Chesterton I talked to that banshee myself an hour ago, and I sent that banshee up to the tower and told her to sing out like that if she could get a glimpse of our friend writing his proclamation. The Man Who Knew Too Much by G. K. Chesterton

Robert Louis Stevenson Nor must I delay too long to bring my writing to an end; for if my narrative has hitherto escaped destruction, it has been by a combination of great prudence and great good luck. The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson [1886]

George Gissing Independence, forsooth! If my writing failed to please editor, publisher, public, where was my daily bread? The greater my success, the more numerous my employers. The Private Papers of Henry Ryecroft by George Gissing [1902]

H. G. Wells Her quick irregular writing seemed to bring back with it the changing light in her eyes, the intonations of her voice, something of her gesture. The Passionate Friends by H. G. Wells [1913]

H. G. Wells And here again I find myself writing in an unknown language, so far as my younger readers are concerned. In the Days of the Comet by H. G. Wells [1906]

Wilkie Collins Reading or writing was out of the question at that moment. Basil by Wilkie Collins [1852]

Arthur Conan Doyle We’ll have you writing a very comic account. The Land of Mist by Arthur Conan Doyle [1926]

Thus there is a writing upon the walls of cliffs at Cromer, and whoso runs may read it. On a Piece of Chalk by Thomas Henry Huxley

H.P. Lovecraft The writing was in red, and varied from Arabic to Greek, Roman, and Hebrew letters. The Horror at Red Hook by H.P. Lovecraft [1925]

He took an early opportunity of paying his respects to me, saying, “You little devil, do you call this writing your worst?” “No,” I replied; “I call it writing my best. Suspiria de Profundis by Thomas De Quincey [1845]

Charles Stur Whilst these necessary preparations were being forwarded, I was engaged writing my public despatches. Narrative of an expedition into Central Australia by Charles Stur

Anthony Trollope I do not think that the writing of a novel is the most difficult task which a man may be called upon to do; but it is a task that may be supposed to demand a spirit fairly at ease. An Autobiography by Anthony Trollope [1883]

James Joyce Did I write Ballsbridge on the envelope I took to cover when she disturbed me writing to Martha? Hope it’s not chucked in the dead letter office. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

Wilkie Collins It is strange to look back at this latest entry in my journal, and to find that I am writing of the marriage and the parting with Laura, as people write of a settled thing. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

Jonathan Swif Do you know what? when I am writing in our language, I make up my mouth just as if I was speaking it. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

I was hunting for the line of writing which ought to explain this murder. The Circular Study by Anna Katharine Green

Andrew Lang His story ran thus — I have it in his own writing as far as its essence goes:— “The house,” he said, “belongs to my friends, the Applebys, who let it, as they live elsewhere. The Book of Dreams and Ghosts by Andrew Lang

It did not much matter to whom; the satisfaction of writing seemed to be all. The Singing Sands by Josephine Tey [1952]

Anthony Trollope It has been alleged that Cicero again shows his cowardice by writing and not speaking his oration, and also by writing it only for private distribution. The Life of Cicero by Anthony Trollope [1881]

The three fellows who had been skylarking when I came in were now talking together very soberly, and the long-necked chap was going on with his writing still. Chance by Joseph Conrad [1913]

Ford Madox Ford So everything pushed him into writing confidentially to the Secretary of State for War a communication that he knew must be singularly distasteful to a number of the gentlemen who would peruse it. No More Parades by Ford Madox Ford [1925]

Anthony Trollope He began his task with great care, and seemed to have none of the hesitation which had afflicted her brother in writing his letter. Miss Mackenzie by Anthony Trollope [1865]

His second son, named Benjamin, became a journalist, was the editor of the London Journal, and got into temporary trouble for writing a scandalous and seditious libel in that newspaper in 1721. Daniel Defoe by William Minto [1879]

I knew well enough before I opened it from whom it came, though, strange to say, I had never seen Miss Moira’s writing before. The Race of Life by Guy Boothby [1906]

And the very grievous humiliation for you of writing to tell her that you have made a mistake. The Imperialist by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1904]

He was not a man who was fond of writing himself, and a love-letter — the idea of a sane man writing a love-letter! — was an idea which up to the present moment had never entered his mind. Mr. Ely’s Engagement by Richard Marsh

Anthony Trollope Sir Francis had told himself that he hated the bother of writing love-letters. Kept in the Dark by Anthony Trollope [1882]

Anthony Trollope The writing of letters was ever a trouble to him, and on this occasion he told his tidings in a line or two. Ralph the Heir by Anthony Trollope [1871]

The commissary was seated in the chair, and was writing at the table. The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas

Charles Dickens See here — this is a little chest of the last kind, clasped at the edges with fragments of brass plates that had writing on ’em once, though it would be hard to read it now. The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens [1840]

Wilkie Collins After putting away the case, with the sheets of writing secured inside it, she walked to the window for air, and stood there looking out. No Name by Wilkie Collins [1862]

Guy de Maupassan She read: “Very urgent — Monsieur le Comte de Guilleroy.” The writing was unknown. Strong as Death by Guy de Maupassan

Anthony Trollope And yet the old man showed me signs of almost affectionate kindness, writing to me with his own hand more than once from his death-bed. An Autobiography by Anthony Trollope [1883]

George Meredith He says he’s engaged there in writing a prefatory essay to a new publication of Harry Denham’s poems—whoever that may be. Beauchamp's Career by George Meredith [1875]

George Gissing My advice is, that you send your “Harrington” article forthwith to Trenchard, writing him a note. New Grub Street by George Gissing [1891]

I will start writing my memoirs and the world will then know what a fine fellow I am,” and he rubbed his hands gleefully and laughed happily as a boy. The Lonely House by Arthur Gask [1929]

George Meredith I can understand her not writing at first; but apparently she cherishes rancour. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

John Galsworthy I am writing in bed, for fear dear Eleanor should come and find me up, after I had said that I was going to bed at once. On Forsyte ’Change by John Galsworthy

Anthony Trollope How should he? Are you not betrothed to him? He’ll forgive you fast enough, when you just say that you did not know what you were about when you were writing it. The Golden Lion of Granpere by Anthony Trollope

Edith Wharton He had, in truth, a dramatic imagination without the power of expression; instead of writing novels, he read them; instead of living adventures, he dreamed them. Certain People by Edith Wharton [1930]

He recommended Dickens for the writing of the letterpress for R. Seymour’s drawings, which ultimately developed into The Pickwick Papers. Whitehead, William (1715–1785). A Short Biographical Dictionary of English Literature by John W. Cousin [1910]

I shall call you if I should want anything; in the meantime, here is the key to my room; I shall be writing some notes, so don’t allow anyone to disturb me for at least half an hour. The Room in the Dragon Volant by J. Sheridan LeFanu

She said she would name him in writing to her father, or in speaking to Mr Barrington, or that, any way, it’d be nice to have it, against ever she went out there again, sir. A Bride from the Bush by E. W. Hornung [1890]

Virginia Woolf A room is to him a room, a writing table a writing table, and a waste-paper basket a waste-paper basket. The Death of the Moth and other essays by Virginia Woolf [1942]

E. F. Benson I got sick of writing nothing but Arabic, even if it was Arabic. I call it very strange. Lucia in London by E. F. Benson [1927]

Charles Kingsley There will be a dozen Cockneys writing battle songs, I’ll warrant, who never saw a man shot in their lives, not even a hare. Two Years Ago by Charles Kingsley

I could not take the liberty of writing to him, sir. Was it an illusion? by Amelia B. Edwards

We followed him along a corridor into a big room looking out on the river, where an oldish fellow sat in an arm-chair by a stove, writing letters with a fountain pen. Greenmantle by John Buchan

Arthur Machen I remember one of the Fellows writing to our Head about them in terms of the greatest enthusiasm, and we all knew that N.‘s bowling would get him into the University Eleven in his first term. The Secret Glory by Arthur Machen

Thomas Hardy Such writing is out of date now, I know; but I like doing it. A Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy [1899]

George Gissing He saw that it was written upon, and the writing was this: — “I have heard that you have been paying my rent. Workers in the Dawn by George Gissing [1880]

Wilkie Collins The writing materials which were always kept on it were disturbed, and there was wet ink on one of the pens. The Law and the Lady by Wilkie Collins [1875]

George Gissing At length she asked for writing materials, and penned a few lines. The Odd Women by George Gissing [1892]

In fact, I am quite worn out; you can judge how much trouble I have taken! Now I am writing to you (there is nothing else I can do). A Novel in Nine Letters by Fyodor Dostoyevsky [1847]

It appears that when he came on deck in the morning Brierly had been writing in the chart-room. Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad [1900]

Remaining very respectfully and truly yours, Thomas W. Williams. P.S. — Since writing the above I have received the extract from the log-book, and enclose the same. Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana [1840]

H. G. Wells I sat alone at the round table downstairs writing steadily in the luminous circle cast by a shaded paraffin lamp. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

R. D. Blackmore And it is for their sake, as well as my own, that I now take the liberty of writing this. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Edith Wharton She had promised Mr. Langhope that, in writing to Amherst, she would not go beyond the briefest statement of fact; and she had kept her word, trusting to circumstances to speak for her. Fruit of the Tree by Edith Wharton [1907]

Frances Hodgson Burnett Still there was a hopeless comfort in writing them, in pouring out what she would not have written even if she had been sure that it would reach him safely. Robin by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]