Author: D. A. Hosek
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Beautiful Sentences: Harriet Beecher Stowe
Of course, in a novel, people’s hearts break, and they die, and that is the end of it; and in a story this is very convenient. But in real life we do not die when all that makes life bright dies to us. There is a most busy and important round of eating, drinking, dressing,…
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Beautiful Sentences: Alberto Manguel
Some nights I dream of an entirely anonymous library in which books have no title and boast no author, forming a continuous narrative stream in which all genres, all styles, all stories converge, and all protagonists and all locations are unidentified, a stream into which I can dip at any point of its course. Alberto…
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Beautiful Sentences: Jeffery Eugenides
We knew that the girls were our twins, that we existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even deathm and that our job was…
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Beautiful Sentences: Alberto Manguel
Every reader exists to ensure for a certain book a modest immortality. Reading is, in this sense, a ritual of rebirth. Alberto Manguel, The Library at Night.
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Beautiful Sentences: Jac Jemc
She filled her clothes the way one fills one’s skin: exactly. Jac Jemc, My Only Wife.
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Beautiful Sentences: Deborah A. Lott
In those days my unconscious seemed powerful and mysterious, and I could never tell whether it was moving me towards self-destruction or self-preservation. Deborah A. Lott, “The Daddy Cure.”
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Beautiful Sentences: Hilary Mantel
There cannot be new things in England. There can be old things freshly presented, or new things that pretend to be old. To be trusted, new men must forge themselves an ancient pedigree, like Walter’s, or enter into the service of ancient families. Don’t try to go it alone, or they’ll think you’re pirates. Hilary…