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Second lines, this time. No more than one per author. Not my ten favorite books, but ten books I like and was able to find in the chaos that pretends to be our book collection.
"Don't eat out of the point of your spoon, Jane."
However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters.
She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night.
A warmer life fills the evening streets than on my last visit to the States seventeen years ago.
The mirror troubled the depths of a corridor in a country house on Gaona Street in Ramos Mejía; the encyclopedia is fallaciously titled The Anglo-American Cyclopaedia (New York, 1917) and is a literal but delinquent reprint of the Encyclopaedia Brittanica of 1902.
The soundest fact may fail or prevail in the style of its telling: like that singular organic jewel of our seas, which grows brighter as one woman wears it and, worn by another, dulls and goes to dust.
A young man slowed his pace, staring.
"Still, if the calculations of Epiktistes are correct, this will work."
Otherwise there was no move of war.
There was nothing north of Mr. Breton's house except nothing, with trees in between.
Added Wednesday morning:
In order of quotes:
Brat Farrar, Josephine Tey
Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
The Last Unicorn, Peter Beagle
A Mirror for Observers, Edgar Pangborn
"Tlon, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius", Jorge Luis Borges
The Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula K. Le Guin
Rats and Gargoyles, Mary Gentle
"Thus We Frustrate Charlemagne", R. A. Lafferty
A Midsummer Tempest, Poul Anderson
Blue Moose, [Daniel] Manus Pinkwater
"Don't eat out of the point of your spoon, Jane."
However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters.
She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night.
A warmer life fills the evening streets than on my last visit to the States seventeen years ago.
The mirror troubled the depths of a corridor in a country house on Gaona Street in Ramos Mejía; the encyclopedia is fallaciously titled The Anglo-American Cyclopaedia (New York, 1917) and is a literal but delinquent reprint of the Encyclopaedia Brittanica of 1902.
The soundest fact may fail or prevail in the style of its telling: like that singular organic jewel of our seas, which grows brighter as one woman wears it and, worn by another, dulls and goes to dust.
A young man slowed his pace, staring.
"Still, if the calculations of Epiktistes are correct, this will work."
Otherwise there was no move of war.
There was nothing north of Mr. Breton's house except nothing, with trees in between.
Added Wednesday morning:
In order of quotes:
Brat Farrar, Josephine Tey
Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
The Last Unicorn, Peter Beagle
A Mirror for Observers, Edgar Pangborn
"Tlon, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius", Jorge Luis Borges
The Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula K. Le Guin
Rats and Gargoyles, Mary Gentle
"Thus We Frustrate Charlemagne", R. A. Lafferty
A Midsummer Tempest, Poul Anderson
Blue Moose, [Daniel] Manus Pinkwater
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I'm wondering if the first one is from Half Magic. Probably not, but that's what it made me think of.