Let us play a game.
Go to your shelf/pile/stack/etc. of books and select a book (try and do so as randomly as possible). Flip to page 53. Read that page. Choose your favorite sentence on that page. Reblog this post and add that sentence along with title and author of book.
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“When I sit thus in the comfortable living room, while she like a good angel diffuses her charm everywhere, over everyone with whom she comes in contact, over good and evil alike, then I sometimes become out of patience with myself; I am tempted to rush forth from my hiding place; for though I sit there, visible to everyone in the living room, still I am really lying in ambush.”
— “Either/Or” by Kierkegaard from A Kierkegaard Anthology edited by Robert Bretall
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Now your turn.
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This one’s tricky because so many...Handler’s sentences are short
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__________________________________________________________________________________ Ok, I’m going
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“I suddenly realized I was in California. Warm, palmy air — air you can kiss — and palms. Along the storied Sacramento...
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Mine is: “That depends...deal on where you want
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She plunged straightaway into what she wanted...say. There was no hesitations. Her speech...
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by God I’m going...Mother can go kis...doesn’t like it.”...
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“I looked up, saw...direction we were running was opposite
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“Tristan Thorn, at the age...only six months older than Victoria, was half between
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“The sun baked down, sharpening...shadows, causing them
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pregnant housewife that afternoon would anybody think...unshakeable nickname, Deadeye...
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other hand, shone brightly when the rod whistled down onto their shoulders, or when
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“Pierre had left Boris...fourteen-year-old boy...had...
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And if an artist wants...his creations, may...suggest this:...
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white cloud, its mottled bands of salmon pink, and...Great Red Spot staring out
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“But he didn’t want his friend’s niece working...his sauna. So, he did
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