Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting. No, not baseball. Golf. Golf, I tell you.
There should be something about this hillside – the view of Alcatraz, say, or the foghorns or the mossy smell of the planks beneath her feet – that would lead her back to her lost wonderland. Tales of the City novels, like Rice-a-Roni, are a San Francisco treat.
But the Dark Ages that are to come will cover the whole world in a single pall; there will be neither escape nor sanctuary, save such as are too secret to be found or too humble to be noticed. Lost Horizon – 1933
Richard had noticed that events were cowards: they didn’t occur singly, but instead they would run in packs and leap out at him all at once. Now see what he did there. He came up with something original.
Andrew Harlan stepped into the kettle. This first sentence of The End of Eternity in a blind taste test could logically be identified as something from James Thurber or some other comically bent writer.
“Listen to them – the children of the night.” What do you know? Drac actually says this in the book. Bela wasn’t ad-libbing.
His rage passed description – the sort of rage that is only seen when rich folk that have more than they can enjoy suddenly lose something that they have long had but have never before used or wanted. Apparently Smaug, the plutocratic dragon, is nothing like his cousin Puff.
The officers were dressed in the costume which we found prevailed through the country – a broad-brimmed hat, usually of a black or dark brown color, with a gilt or figured band round the crown, and lined inside with silk; a short jacket of silk or figured calico, (the European skirted body-coat is never worn;) […]
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
