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Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents,” grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.
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Little Women (Louisa May Alcott)
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Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
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The Sound and the Fury (William Faulkner)
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Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.
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One Hundred Years of Solitude (Gabriel Garcia Marquez)
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The madness of an autumn prairie cold front coming through. You could feel it; something terrible was going to happen.
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The Corrections (Jonathan Franzen)
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You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings.
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Frankenstein (Mary Shelley)
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It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York.
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The Bell Jar (Sylvia Plath)
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They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the white people did.
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Wide Sargasso Sea (Jean Rhys)
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Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.
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Fight Club (Chuck Palahniuk)
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He speaks in your voice, American, and there's a shine in his eye that's halfway hopeful.
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Underworld (Don Delillo)
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On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor.
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Tess of the d'Urbervilles (Thomas Hardy)
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I was 37 then, strapped in my seat as the huge 747 plunged through dense cloud cover on approach to Hamburg airport.
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Norwegian Wood (Haruki Murakami)
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My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip.
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Great Expectations (Charles Dickens)
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In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
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The Great Gatsby (F. Scott Fitzgerald)
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A few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close to the hillside bank and runs deep and green.
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Of Mice and Men (John Steinbeck)
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For many years I claimed I could remember things seen at the time of my own birth.
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Confessions of a Mask (Yukio Mishima)
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Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.
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Ulysses (James Joyce)
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It was a pleasure to burn.
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Fahrenheit 451 (Ray Bradbury)
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Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my keeper is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight; there's a peephole in the door, and my keeper's eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a blue-eyed type like me.
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The Tin Drum (Gunter Grass)
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Vaughan died yesterday in his last car-crash.
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Crash (J. G. Ballard)
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There is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills. These hills are grass-covered and rolling, and they are lovely beyond any singing of it.
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Cry, the Beloved Country (Alan Paton)
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