Concept shamelessly lifted from spudtater

Ten fragments from things on my bookshelves for you to identify in comments. Comments screened, answers revealed when I get bored in a few days.

Edit: Have restored all names...

1) Baley had travelled along a motorway several times before in his life, but its indecent emptiness always depressed him. It seemed a million miles from the warm, living pulsations of the City. It stretched out like a blind and hollow worm before his eyes as he sat at the controls of the squad car. It opened continuously into new stretches as he moved around this gentle curve or that. Behind him, he knew without looking, another blind and hollow worm continually contracted and closed.

2) I was nearly a year in Carthage. (It was the year that Livy died, at Padua, where his heart had always been.)

3) Frankie, guess who came while you were away on vacation? SAM PEPYS! Please thank whoever mailed him for me, he came a week ago, stepped out of four pages of some tabloid, three honest navy-blue volumes of him; I read the tabloid over lunch and started Sam after dinner.

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4) How ought one to prepare for a journey to the lands of the dead?
I mean, I know how to get ready to go out on the town, and I know how to get ready to kill someone, and I even have some idea of how to prepare for a night spent in the jungle. But if you're going to visit the shades of the once living, the servitors of the dead, and the gods, what do you want to bring with you? How do you want to dress?

5) He was right, as it turned out; no one else ever received the medal, with its pink and green ribbon (I suspect Albert chose the colours), and I wear it on ceremonial days alongside my Victoria Cross, my American Medal of Honour (for which the republic graciously pays me ten dollars a month), my San Serafino Order of Purity and Truth (richly deserved), and all the other assorted tinware which helps to disguise a cowardly scoundrel as a heroic veteran.

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6) How can I convey the perfection of my comfort on the bicycle, the completeness of my union with her, the sweet responses she gave me at every joint of her frame? I felt that I had known her for many years and she had known me and that we understood each other utterly. She moved beneath me with agile sympathy in a swift, airy stride, finding smooth ways among the stony tracks, swaying and bending skilfully to match my changing attitudes, even accomodating her left pedal patiently to the awkward working of my wooden leg.

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7) By the end of the week, the celebration was over. The assorted aunts and cousins had gone back to their farms. The Station of Doom was quiet, and Rod spent the morning making sure the fieldhands had not neglected the sheep too much during the prolonged party. He found that Daisy, a young three-hundred-ton sheep, had not been turned for two days, and had to be relanolized on her ground side before earth-canker set in; then he discovered that the nutrient tubes for Tanner, his thousand-ton ram, had become jammed and that the poor sheep was developing a bad case of edema in his gigantic legs.

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8) It was on a muddy day in October that the first great battle for and against Federation was fought in Bursley. Constance was suffering severely from sciatica. She was also suffering from disgust with the modern world.

9) On the last day of the month of Icewinter, the mail was delivered as usual to Banandi Parsonage at breakfast. That day there were two gilt-edged envelopes, the Compulsion Orders for Penn and Selendra, bidding them attend the Court of Justice at Irieth on the twelfth day of Deepwinter.

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10) Still, this don't look much like starting the story of the Diamond - does it? I seem to wandering off in search of Lord know what, Lord knows where. We will take a new sheet of paper, if you please, and begin over again, with my best respects to you.