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Intestine war no more our passions wage,
And giddy factions bear away their rage.
...and, my dear aunt, if you do not tell me in an honourable manner, I shall certainly be reduced to tricks and stratagems to find out.
[Sarah has had the middle finger of her left hand amputated] and she says that when she types:
I can't rely on E,D, and C anymore. They go missing when I need them most. Pleased becomes please. Ecstasies becomes stasis.
A preface to the first edition of "Jane Eyre" being unnecessary, I gave none: this second edition demands a few words both of acknowledgment and miscellaneous remark.
[Books] may sleep for a while and be neglected; but whenever the desire of information springs up in the human breast, there they are with mild wisdom ready to instruct and please us.
APPENDIX 4 THE THIEVES' LANGUAGE IN OLIVER TWIST
CHAPTER XXXV CONTAINING THE UNSATISFACTORY RESULT OF OLIVER'S ADVENTURE; AND A CONVERSATION OF SOME IMPORTANCE BETWEEN HARRY MAYLIE AND ROSE
APPENDIX SOME WORDS ABOUT WAR AND PEACE (Published in Russian Archive, 1868)
Chapter Nineteen
amanuensis. A rapt
CHAPTER II. - The Maniac
Wow. Appetizers rock.
A library is a feast to which we are all invited.
See appendix A for a proof that Winston Churchill was a carrot.
[S]ometimes in writing of myself ... I have occasionally had the exquisite thrill of putting my finger on a little capsule of truth, and heard it give the faint squeak of mortality under my pressure, an antic sound.
A nasty surprise in a sandwich
WAR AND PEACE EPILOGUE
I squirmed in my hiding spot. Do something, people," I urged. Say something. The silence dragged on. I imagined my first report to Maris. "We have underestimated our enemy. They are lethal. We are in serious danger of the Hancocks boring us to death. Abort, abort, abort.
[Incomplete people] are complicated and sensitive and messy in their reactions
Accordion, n. An instrument in harmony with the sentiments of an assassin.
The dear Archdeacon is getting so absent-minded. He read a list of box-holders for the opera as the First Lesson the other Sunday, instead of the families and lots of the tribes of Israel that entered Canaan. Fortunately no one noticed the mistake.
orr we find a typo in a book.
Watch for contradictory information (page 37).
Manuscript: something submitted in haste and returned at leisure.
You know you're in a bad patch when the most interesting part of the book you're reading is the acknowledgments page.
I lean back in my chair and turn on my computer. I have to admit that writing the list did help. Another point for Dad, king of the lists. Bert asks if
The belly will not listen to advice; it makes demands, it importunes. And yet it is not a troublesome creditor; you can send it away at small cost, provided only that you give it what you owe, not merely all you are able to
Lectio, quae placuit, decies repetita placebit.
(What we read with pleasure we can read many times with pleasure.)
conversing, in low tones, with the asylum librarian, an alumna
Finished, the book begins.
sausages. Behind
We have had three appalling weeks, the kind one hardly believes while one is going through it. And afterwards, as now, it seems quite unbelievable - except for the inexplicable weariness. Written down it sounds merely funny.
The historian amputates reality.
Among the tortures and devestations of life is this
then - our friends are not able to finish their stories.
I also wanted to ask you if we can talk to the Erudite you're keeping safe here," I say. "I know they're hidden, but I need access to them."
"And what do you intend to do?" she says.
"Shoot them," I say, rolling my eyes.
"That isn't funny.
This book is a salute to the scientists and the surgeons, running along in the wake of combat, lab coats flapping. Building safer tanks, waging war on filth flies. Understanding turkey vultures. T
Antipathies, I think
' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) '
but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?
CHAPTER XIII SOME NEW ACQUAINTANCES ARE INTRODUCED TO THE INTELLIGENT READER; CONNECTED WITH WHOM, VARIOUS PLEASANT MATTERS ARE RELATED, APPERTAINING TO THIS HISTORY
Turn to page 394.
Take either forty-eight or eighty-four pages to
How do you spell 'contravention'?" said Carrot, turning over a page.
"I don't," said Nobby, pushing through the crowds.
Intemperance is a dangerous companion. It throws many people off their guard, betrays them to a great many indecencies, to ruinous passions, to disadvantages in fortune; makes them discover secrets, drive foolish bargains, engage in play, and often to stagger from the tavern to the stews.
CHAPTER LII THE JEW'S LAST NIGHT ALIVE
In the middle of the silence in a writer's house lies an invalid: the book being worked on.
Volume I Chapter I Introductory
CHAPTER XXI THE EXPEDITION
Erratum. In my article on the Price of Milk, 'Horses' should have read 'Cows' throughout.
Silence stretched as his gaze moved over my face; at length he spoke, "Who is Wendell?"
I blinked, startled. "Wendell?"
"You said you wanted to talk about labels, dinner, and Wendell.
People with Books. What, in 2007, could be more incongruous than that? It makes me want to laugh.
[Afterword]
ToScottie March 11, 1939 p. 387- 388
And please do not leave good books half- finished, you spoil them for yourself...Don't be so lavish as to ruin masterpieces for yourself. There are not enough of them!
I should recommend ... keeping ... a small memorandum-book in the breast-pocket, with its well-cut sheathed pencil, ready for notes on passing opportunities, but never being without this.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN "Y
What is this?"
"It's a wedding invitation," Julie said.
"I didn't order any."
Julie grinned at me. "Roman."
Ugh. That's right. I waved the envelope at her. "It has flowers on it."
"Did you want gore, swords, and severed heads?" she asked.
CHAPTER I - M. MYRIEL
What about the university library?"
"Um, yeah," Annabelle said, "and we probably shouldn't show our faces there anytime soon. Arriane destroyed several very valuable parchment scrolls in their Special Collections-"
"Hey," Arriane snapped, indignant. "I glued them back together!
The purpose of our book,
The Antichrist, Section 7
The reader will pardon us another little digression; foreign to the object of this book but characteristic and useful ...
Compulsory reading for anyone who has a pig, an aunt or a sense of humor.
CHAPTER XIV COMPRISING FURTHER PARTICULARS OF OLIVER'S STAY AT MR. BROWNLOW'S. WITH THE REMARKABLE PREDICTION WHICH ONE MR. GRIMWIG UTTERED CONCERNING HIM, WHEN HE WENT OUT ON AN ERRAND
A library at night is full of sounds: the unread books can't stand it any longer and announce their contents, some boasting, some shy, some devious.
APPENDIX A PREFACE TO THE CHEAP EDITION (1858)
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
Chapter 1:
I suggest you icksnay on the artalecsmay.
Never ask an elf for help; they might decide your better off dead, eh? (Orik) (Eldest) (Page 207)
Pyp had stabbed a turnip with his knife. "The night is dark and full of turnips," he announced in a solemn voice. "Let us all pray for venison, my children, with some onions and a bit of tasty gravy.
When I was taken to the concentration camp of Auschwitz, a manuscript of mine ready for publication was confiscated. Certainly, my deep desire to write this manuscript anew helped me to survive the rigors of the camps I was in.
Come, come, be every one officious
To make this banquet; which I wish may prove
More stern and bloody than the Centaurs' feast.
To the right of the speakwrite, a small pneumatic tube for written messages; to the left, a larger one for newspapers; and in the side wall, within easy reach of Winston's arm, a large oblong slit protected by a wire grating.
CHAPTER XXIX THE SENATOR'S LETTER
A grateful journal, joyful soul.
With the enormous and steady increase in the volume of our literature, we must rely more and more upon sympathetic selection, judicious editing, and the indexer who knows where to exercise discretion. Any simpleton can write a book, but it requires high skill to make an index.
Finances, n.
You wanted to keep the list on the refrigerator.
"No," I said. "That's too public."
What I meant was: Aren't you embarrassed by how much you owe me?
Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with blotch and blister, cramp her larynx, lung and liver, in her guts a galling give her.
was passed authorizing the appointment of a commission to select a site for an additioual lunatic asylum and to commence its erection. A site was selected three miles from Morristown, and 430 acres of land were purchased. An extensive building was erected, at a cost, including land,
BERNARDO Sit down awhile; And let us once again assail your ears, That are so fortified against our story
Sometimes some of these little side excursions are useful and I manage to fit them in the book somewhere.
Books: our unfailing companions
waistcoat-pocket,
I take a slow sip of lukewarm coffee, reopen the book, and read the words scribbled in red ink near the top: Everyone needs an olly-olly-oxen-free.
CHAPTER XVIII HOW OLIVER PASSED HIS TIME, IN THE IMPROVING SOCIETY OF HIS REPUTABLE FRIENDS
GUY FAWKES; OR, A COMPLETE HISTORY OF THE GUNPOWDER TREASON, A.D. 1605; WITH A DEVELOPEMENT OF THE PRINCIPLES OF THE CONSPIRATORS, AND SOME NOTICES OF THE REVOLUTION OF 1688. BY THE REV. THOMAS LATHBURY, M.A.,
paper fell out of the book. It was a page torn from
I that was near your heart was removed therefrom
- I have come for advice.
- That is easily got.
- And help.
- That is not always so easy.
#The Five Orange Pips
What's this?" Amarantha said, her voice lilting despite the adder's smile she gave me ...
"Just a human thing I found downstairs," the Attor hissed, and a forked tongue darted out between his razor-sharp teeth.
What have I got in my pocket?" he said aloud. He was talking to himself, but Gollum thought it was a riddle, and he was frightfully upset.
"Not fair! not fair!" he hissed. "It isn't fair, my precious, is it, to ask us what it's got in it's nassty little pocketsess?
Hello" and "good-bye" were a pair of bookends, propping up a vast library of blank volumes, void almanacs, novels full of sentiment I couldn't apprehend
The magic reel, which, rolling on before has led the chronicler thus far, now slackens its pace, and stops. It lies before the goal; the pursuit is at anend.
Twas a cold Yuletide evening, and I wandered the stacks, shelving multiple titles that the patrons brought back. We toiled overtime at our library here, 'cause the powers that be cut our staffing this year.
The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with care, His mind at the bottom of business, his feet at the top of a chair, His chair-arm an elbow supporting, his right hand upholding his head, His eyes on his dusty old table, with different documents spread.
We ask only to be reassured
About the noises in the cellar
And the window that should not have been open
Say, what abridgement have you for this evening?
What masque, what music? How shall we beguile
The lazy time if not with some delight?
THE HOLIDAYS ARE RUINED!
This book is one page long and just contains that one sentence.
Table of Contents
AT THE SOUND of the bell, Sir John forgot all ills. "Squire Shallow," he shouted merrily, "the lunch bell calls. Come along and don't forget to bring the bottle of sack. We shall share a celebratory glass over the wizard's hide. High Ho! Off to R-O-O-O-ASTING a wizard we must go!
He had a notebook. He took notes in it. It was always useful. And them Sybil, gods bless her, had brought him this fifteen-function imp which did so many other things, although as far as he could see at least ten of its functions consisted of apologizing for its inefficiency in the other five.
What an odd thing a diary is: the things you omit are more important than those you put in.
I write from my stomach.
An agony. The exit like the entrance - but reversed. A palindrome: gut-tug.