Pseudologists' fortes

Usage examples of lies.

Merciful God, let me be calm, for out of that way lies madness indeed.

This is to my mind the nicest spot in Whitby, for it lies right over the town, and has a full view of the harbour and all up the bay to where the headland called Kettleness stretches out into the sea.

The harbour lies below me, with, on the far side, one long granite wall stretching out into the sea, with a curve outwards at the end of it, in the middle of which is a lighthouse.

Ye can, with your young eyes, read the small print of the lies from here.

Lucy lies in the tomb of her kin, a lordly death house in a lonely churchyard, away from teeming London, where the air is fresh, and the sun rises over Hampstead Hill, and where wild flowers grow of their own accord.

There was a pause and a sharp little cry, such as a child gives in sleep, or a dog as it lies before the fire and dreams.

He lies on the sofa hardly seeming to breathe, and his whole body appears in collapse.

His name was Evans, and he was killed the following year, poor fellow, by a wounded buffalo, and lies buried near the Zambesi Falls.

I have seen him enclosed in amber, which is, I was told, quite half a million years old, looking exactly like his descendant of to-day, and I have little doubt but that when the last man lies dying on the earth he will be buzzing round--if this event happens to occur in summer-- watching for an opportunity to settle on his nose.

I have always liked Umbopa, and so far as lies in me I will stand by him in this business.

The thunderbolt without the reverberations of thunder would frighten man but little, though the danger lies in the lightning, not in the noise.

In this case, I was driven to reflect deeply and inveterately on that hard law of life, which lies at the root of religion and is one of the most plentiful springs of distress.

Through this we slipped, and then in the gathering gloom we followed Holmes until we had reached a shrubbery which lies nearly opposite to the main door and the drawbridge.

The steam ploughs had, however, kept the railroad open, and the evening train which connects the long line of coal-mining and iron-working settlements was slowly groaning its way up the steep gradients which lead from Stagville on the plain to Vermissa, the central township which lies at the head of Vermissa Valley.

It lies with me to tell for the first time what really took place between Professor Moriarty and Mr.