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Anna Karenina
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Jane Eyre
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The Road
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American Psycho
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Don Quixote
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Ulysses
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London Fields
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Year: 1989
"And meanwhile time goes about its immemorial work of making everyone look
and feel like shit."
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"We can experience nothing but the present moment, live in no other second of
time, and to understand this is as close as we can get to eternal life ."
Revolutionary Road
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Great Expectations
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Frankenstein
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Valis
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The Witches
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Birdsong
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Stardust
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"Why can't people have what they want? The things were all there to content
everybody; yet everybody has the wrong thing."
MIddlemarch
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Beloved
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breakfast at tiffany's
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In a Free State
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Moby Dick
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Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright,
their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to
feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was
wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you
live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.
2. In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into
stars.
Alexander Solzhenitsyn, One Day in the Life of Ivan
Denisovich
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15. If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be
me.
W. H. Auden, The More Loving One
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16. And now that you dont have to be perfect, you can be
good.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden
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18. There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than
are dreamt of in your philosophy.
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
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23. Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and
her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life
answering.
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
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26. The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them back to
me in all the right order.
Toni Morrison, Beloved
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31. She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that
fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to
36. There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you
are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
Bram Stroker, Dracula
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38. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not
one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.
Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About
Love
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43. For poems are like rainbows; they escape you quickly.
Langston Hughes, The Big Sea
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The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger
followed. The Gunslinger (Rob B.)
Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit em, but
remember that its a sin to kill a mockingbird. To Kill a
Mockingbird (Kristy E.)
When the day shall come that we do part, he said softly, and
turned to look at me, if my last words are not I love you
youll ken it was because I didnt have time. The Fiery
Cross (Sharon T.)
There are few people whom I really love and still fewer of whom
I think well. Pride and Prejudice (Pauline S.)
Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is
nothing to remember except the story. The Things They
Carried (Kristy C.)
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby,
the world itself is the bad dream. The Bell Jar (Veronica F.)
For one last time, Miriam does as she is told. A Thousand
Splendid Suns (Barbara W.)
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and
then all at once. The Fault in Our Stars (Jen P.)
Nobody run off with her, Roscoe said. She just run off with
herself, I guess.' Lonesome Dove (Cindy A.)
At the beginning of the summer I had lunch with my father, the
gangster, who was in town for the weekend to transact some of
his vague business. The Mysteries of Pittsburgh (Arthur M.)
What keeps you going isnt some fine destination but just the
road youre on, and the fact that you know how to drive.
Animal Dreams (Liz M.)
Melissa Albert
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again. I came upon it
suddenly; the approach masked by the unnatural growth of a
vast shrub that spread in all directions There was Manderley,
our Manderley, secretive and silent as it had always been, the
gray stone shining in the moonlight of my dream, the mullioned
windows reflecting the green lawns and terrace. Rebecca, by
Daphne du Maurier
Rebecca Jane Stokes
Ask her if she still keeps all her kings in the back row. The
Catcher in the Rye, by J.D. Salinger
Lauren Passell
124 was spiteful. Full of a babys venom. Beloved, by Toni
Morrison
Molly Schoemann-McCann
Nicole Hill
A green hunting cap squeezed the top of the fleshy balloon of a
head. A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole
Dell Villa
Like many others before him, Abbott discovers, once married,
that marriage is a battleclinically, a negotiationover the
possession of the Bad Mood. Abbott Awaits, by Chris Bachelder
Kathryn Williams
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be very careful what
we pretend to be. Mother Night, by Kurt Vonnegut
Ester Bloom