Discussion--Week 13
Happy Thanksgiving!
For this week, something a little different that I stole from Facebook:
Grab the nearest book. Turn to page 56. What is the fifth sentence?
Post it here, with the title and author.
I'll start:
"Great indeed is Fear; but it is not, as our military enthusiasts believe and try to make us believe, the only stimulus known for awakening the higher ranges of men's spiritual energy." William James, "The Moral Equivalent of War" (in The Best American Essays of the Century, Joyce Carol Oates, ed.)
Comments
"She was plain and dull and indifferent to life." Betty Smith, (italicized) A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Posted by: Cait Mantych | November 27, 2008 6:45 PM
"That all sounded attractive--perhaps too attractive--for we knew how great was British influence in Asia." Heinrich Harrer, "Seven Years in Tibet"
Posted by: Korri Schneider | November 27, 2008 7:25 PM
Brinkley sidled through the crowd, mumbling and singing under his breath until he stood at the edge of the platform,standing on one square only, his toes curled over the void.
James Patterson and Maxine Paetro, "The 6th Target"
Posted by: Madeleine Lucas | November 30, 2008 10:11 AM
"Japhy, kneeling there studying his star map, leaning forward slightly to peek up through the overhanging gnarled old rock country trees, with his goatee and all, looked, with that mighty grawfaced rock behind him, like, exactly like the vision I had of the old Zen Masters of China out in the wilderness." Jack Kerouac, from "The Dharma Bums"
Posted by: Trevor Simmons | November 30, 2008 4:32 PM
"When Daddy got sad, he mumbled Stonewall Jackson's last words, 'Let us cross over the river, and rest under the trees.'"
Trudy Krisher, from "Spite Fences"
Posted by: Kelly Gregg | November 30, 2008 6:48 PM
"Rubin was a Communist."
The First Circle
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
Posted by: Amy Durmaskin | November 30, 2008 8:42 PM
"Rubin was a Communist."
The First Circle
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
Posted by: Amy Durmaskin | November 30, 2008 8:44 PM
Alternatively the best gamble might be to drink little and often.
The Selfish Gene
Richard Dawkins
Posted by: Alex Kraak | November 30, 2008 9:29 PM
"'I saw one once,' said Piglet."
The World of Pooh
A.A. Milne
Posted by: Kat Busch | November 30, 2008 9:51 PM
"He was hardly a natural sybarite and the image of him lying on a river bank composing love poems and joining in drinking games is difficult to reconcile with the nervous austerity that chatacterized him from early youth to the end of his life."
Fatal Purity: Robspierre and the French Revolution
Ruth Scurr
Posted by: Megan Johnson | November 30, 2008 9:52 PM
The notion of envying Catherine was incomprehensible to him, bu the notion of grieving her he understood clearly enough.
Wuthering Heights
Emily Bronte
Posted by: Danielle LeBreck | December 1, 2008 7:33 AM
Everything ached, and even without the speed I was unable to sleep.
Twelve Moments in the Life of an Artist
Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris
Posted by: Brett Baldauf | December 1, 2008 7:54 AM
You must make your choice.
Mere Christianity
C.S. Lewis
Posted by: Molly Kim | December 1, 2008 9:56 AM
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