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"He would not tolerate any nonsense. That must be understood now, once and for all."

Theodore Dreiser. An American Tragedy . Jovian Press. Kindle Edition.

So that all the while, and not unlike her brother Clyde, her thoughts as well as her emotions were wandering here and there— to love, to comfort—to things which in the main had little, if anything, to do with any self-abnegating and self-immolating religious theory. Within her was a chemism of dreams which somehow counteracted all they had to say.

Theodore Dreiser. An American Tragedy . Jovian Press. Kindle Edition

"Oranges are so refreshing."

Atwood, Margaret. The Testaments: A Novel (p. 4). Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

“… and since the essence of spring is loneliness and a little sadness and a sense of mild frustration, I suppose you do get a keener purification when a little nostalgia is added in for good measure.

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 376). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

“I don’t see why you bother to go to bed at all.” As he spoke his breath vaporized in the chill air.

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 341). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"Horace had definitely gone his way, and like two strangers they followed the routine of their physical days, in an unbending estrangement of long affection and similar pride beneath a shallow veneer of trivialities."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 277). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

Horace had definitely gone his way, and like two strangers they followed the routine of their physical days, in an unbending estrangement of long affection and similar pride beneath a shallow veneer of trivialities.

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 277). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"Meanwhile she had received another letter from her anonymous correspondent."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 273). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"At times it seemed that they were traveling backward, that they would crawl terrifically past the same tree or telephone pole time after time; and it seemed to him that the three of them and the rattling wagon and the two beasts were caught in a senseless treadmill: a motion without progress, forever and to no escape."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 226). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

“Poets must be excused for what they do. You should remember that, Belle.”

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 196). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

“Reno lost his hat,” Hub said, looking back.

“He don’t need it,” Bayard replied. The car roared up this hill and rushed across the crest of it and flashed around a tight curve.

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 160). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"Not of combat, but rather of a life peopled by young men like fallen angels, and of a meteoric violence like that of fallen angels, beyond heaven or hell and partaking of both: doomed immortality and immortal doom."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 136). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"The next afternoon Virgil Beard killed a mockingbird. It was singing in the peach tree that grew in the corner of the chicken yard."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 121). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"Old Bayard sat for a long time, regarding the stark dissolving apotheosis of his name. Sartorises had derided Time, but Time was not vindictive, being longer than Sartorises. And probably unaware of them. But it was a good gesture, anyway."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 99). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

Thank the Lord, I won’t have to associate with ’em after I’m dead. I don’t know where they’ll be, but no Sartoris is going to stay in heaven any longer than he can help.”

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 71). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

“You are awfully hard on men, not to have a husband to bother with, Miss Jenny,” she said.

“Besides, you’re judging all men by your Sartorises.”

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 57). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

“Fiddlesticks,” Miss Jenny said. “The war just gave John a good excuse to get himself killed. If it hadn’t been that, it would have been some other way that would have been a bother to everybody around.”

“Miss Jenny!”

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 35). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

"The rose was slowly but steadily choking the other vine."

Faulkner, William. Sartoris (p. 9). Rare Treasure Editions. Kindle Edition.

Due to health and personal concerns reading is slowed to a stop.

11 October, Evening.--Jonathan Harker has asked me to note this, as he says he is hardly equal to the task, and he wants an exact record kept.

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 354). . Kindle Edition.

"I write this now as I am not sleepy, though I must try again."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 335). . Kindle Edition.

"I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait waistcoats."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 295). . Kindle Edition.

"I lay still and endured, that was all."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 278). . Kindle Edition.

He must, indeed, have been that Voivode Dracula who won his name against the Turk, over the great river on the very frontier of Turkeyland. If it be so, then was he no common man, for in that time, and for centuries after, he was spoken of as the cleverest and the most cunning, as well as the bravest of the sons of the 'land beyond the forest.'

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 259). . Kindle Edition.

"The world seems full of good men, even if there are monsters in it."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 242). . Kindle Edition.

"There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part. Believe me, we are now on the verge of one. But I have not done. May I cut off the head of dead Miss Lucy?"

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 223). . Kindle Edition.

"I have learned not to think little of any one's belief, no matter how strange it may be."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 200). . Kindle Edition.

"He was a good fellow, but his rejoicing at the one little part, in which he was officially interested, of so great a tragedy, was an object-lesson in the limitations of sympathetic understanding."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 181). . Kindle Edition.

"I never saw in all my experience the Professor work in such deadly earnest. I knew, as he knew, that it was a stand-up fight with death, and in a pause told him so. He answered me in a way that I did not understand, but with the sternest look that his face could wear."

Stoker, Bram. Dracula (p. 159). . Kindle Edition.

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