Classics Reader
A (loose) documentation of my attempt to read all the books on the Barnes and Noble Classics list.
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”Even as a child she had lived her own small life within herself. At a very early period she had apprehended instinctively the dual life- that outward existence which conforms, the inward life which questions.
Kate Chopin, The Awakening
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”That terrifying product of the social system he belonged to and believed in, the young girl who knew and expected everything, looked back at him like a stranger through May Welland’s familiar features; and once more it was borne in on him that marriage was not the safe anchorage he had been taught to think, but a voyage on uncharted seas.
Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence
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”She was sensible and clever, but eager in everything; her sorrows, her joys, could have no moderation.
Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
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”At times he regarded the wounded soldiers in an envious way. He conceived persons with torn bodies to be peculiarly happy. He wished that he, too, had a won, a red badge of courage.
Stephen Crane, The Red Badge of Courage
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”With how many things are we on the brink of becoming acquainted, if cowardice or carelessness did not restrain out inquiries.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
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”As I went back alone over that familiar road, I could almost believe that a boy and girl ran along beside me, as our shadows used to do, laughing and whispering to each other in the grass.
Willa Cather, My Antonia
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”To this it must be added, that life in a wig is to a large class of people much more terrifying and impressive than life with its own head of hair…
Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist
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”Well, these sad and hopeless obstacles are welcome in one sense, for they enable us to look with indifference upon the cruel satires that Fate loves to indulge in.
The Return of the Native, Thomas Hardy
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”No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.
This Side of Paradise, F. Scott Fitzgerald
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”All other scenes of earth- even that village of rural England, where happy infancy and stainless maidenhood seemed yet to be in her mother’s keeping, like garments put off long ago-were foreign to her, in comparison. The chain that bound her here was of iron links, and galling to her inmost soul, but could never be broken.
Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
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Robb Stark per Season: Season 3.
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“You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can...”
