| 1. | And he'll not wring the last penny out. - from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy |
| 2. | I say, just wring out my jacket skirts, will ye Thank ye. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 3. | You tempt him to wring them, till he forces a cry of humiliation.. - from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte |
| 4. | But you are damp Let me wring you out. - from War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy |
| 5. | The pangs that wring my flesh and bon. - from Faust by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe |
| 6. | 'Oh, but I will wring your heart yet' he cried at the invisible wilderness. - from Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad |
| 7. | Lady Ingram thought it "le cas" to wring her hands which she did accordingly. - from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte |
| 8. | Rear up his body wring him by the nose. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 9. | And wring the awful sceptre from his fist. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 10. | 'It wrings my heart to hear you. - from Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens |
| 11. | Cries, help O help and wrings her hands. - from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman |
| 12. | Weeps over them and wrings his hapless hand. - from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare |
| 13. | He wrings his hands, he beats his manly breast. - from The Iliad of Homer by Homer |
| 14. | There's a white lady walks along the brook just about this time of the night and wrings her hands and utters wailing cries. - from Anne Of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery |
| 15. | He wrings the utmost out of each experience so quickly and so completely that he is forever on the lookout for new worlds to conquer. - from How to Analyze People on Sight by Elsie Lincoln Benedict and Ralph Paine Benedict |
| 16. | 'The mental agony I have suffered, during the last two days, wrings from me the avowal to you of a passion which, as you well know, is not one of yesterday, nor one I have lightly formed. - from Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens |
| 17. | Yet one doubt remains, That wrings me sorely, if I solve it not, Singly before it urg'd me, doubled now By thine opinion, when I couple that With one elsewhere declar'd, each strength'ning other. - from The Divine Comedy, Complete by Dante Alighieri |
| 18. | HIS jaws uplifting from their fell repast, That sinner wip'd them on the hairs o' th' head, Which he behind had mangled, then began "Thy will obeying, I call up afresh Sorrow past cure, which but to think of wrings My heart, or ere I tell on't. - from The Divine Comedy, Complete by Dante Alighieri |