fireskipwaters
Jacksonville, NC
33, joined Aug. 2011
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Someone posts a line, paragraph or whatever from a book they enjoy. Another body names the book it comes from. Thought it might be fun to see how well-read everyone is. It's probably a stupid idea with so many google-happy attention junkies trolling around. But I'm feeling risky...
I'll start with an easy one which hopefully has been a part of everyone's literary diet.
"He was gloomy and desperate. He was a forsaken, friendless boy, he said; nobody loved him; when they found out what they had driven him to, perhaps they would be sorry; he had tried to do right and get along, but they would not let him; since nothing would do them but to be rid of him, let it be so; and let them blame him for the consequences-why shouldn't they? What right had the friendless to complain? Yes, they had forced him to it at last: he would lead a life of crime. There was no choice."
If this has been done before I apologize. I didn't check too thoroughly.
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sookielady
Jacksonville, NC
59, joined Jul. 2011
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Ahhhh I would that would be Tom Sawyer!!
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playful_kitten
Lewistown, MT
26, joined Jul. 2011
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"For the love of God Montrosore.... Yes for the love of God Fortinoto" (sorry my spelling sucks, I'm not near my copy of the written work so I was goin off of memory)
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whysoserious08
Dallas, TX
36, joined Aug. 2011
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Montresor? All I can think of Edgar Allan Poe's The Cask of Amontillado. Fantastic short story
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obscurewriter
Nashville, MI
28, joined Jan. 2012
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"I wanted love and goodness in this which is living death,' I said. 'It was impossible from the beginning, because you cannot have love and goodness when you do what you know to be evil, what you know to be wrong. You can only have the desperate confusion and longing and the chasing of phantom goodness in its human form. I knew the real answer to my quest before I ever reached Paris. I knew it when I first took a human life to feed my craving. It was my death. And yet I would not accept it, could not accept it, because like all creatures I don't wish to die! And so I sought for other vampires, for God, for the devil, for a hundred things under a hundred names. And it was all the same, all evil. And all wrong. Because no one could in any guise convince me of what I myself knew to be ture, that I was damned in my own mind and soul.”
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