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The Man in Black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed. - Stephen King (used pseudonym Richard Bachman), The Gunslinger I am a Cockney among Cockneys. - Charles Kingsley, Alton Locke [1850] In the four hundred and thirteenth year of the Christian era, some three hundred miles above Alexandria, the young monk Philammon was sitting on the edge of a low range of inland cliffs, crested with drifting sand. - Charles Kingsley, Hypatia [1853] Now, to tell my story--if not as it ought to be told, at least as I can tell it,--I must go back sixteen years, to the days when Whitbury boasted of forty coaches per diem, instead of one railway, and set forth how in its southern suburb, there stood two pleasant house side by side, with their gardens sloping down to the Whit, and parted from each other only by the high brick fruit-wall, through which there used to be a door of communication; for the two occupiers were fast friends. - Charles Kingsley, Two Years Ago [1857] All who have travelled through the delicious scenery of North Devon must needs know the little white town of Bideford, which slopes upwards from its broad tide-river paved with yellow sands, and many-arched old bridge, where salmon wait for Autumn floods, toward the pleasant upland on the west. - Charles Kingsley, Westward Ho! [1855] Near the end of February 1857, I think about the 20th or so, though it don't much matter; I only know it was near the latter end of summer, burning hot, with the bushfires raging like volcanoes on the ranges, and the river reduced to a slender stream of water, almost lost upon the broad white flats of quartz shingle. - Henry Kingsley, The Recollections of Geoffry Hamlyn [1859] (ch. 1) The weather door of the smoking-room had been left open to the North Atlantic fog, as the big liner rolled and lifted, whistling to warn the fishing-fleet. - Rudyard Kipling, Captains Courageous [1897] He sat, in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam-Zammah on her brick platform opposite the old Ajaib-Gher--the Wonder House, as the natives call the Lahore Museum. Who hold Zam-Zammah, that "fire-breathing dragon," hold the Punjab, for the great green-bronze piece is always first of the conqueror's loot. - Rudyard Kipling, Kim [1901] Mulvaney, Ortheris and Learoyd are Privates in B Company of a Line Regiment, and personal friends of mine. Collectively I think, but I am not certain, they are the worst me in the regiment so far as genial black guardism goes. - Rudyard Kipling, Soldiers Three [1888] BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK The Navy is very old and very wise. - Rudyard Kipling, The Fringes of the Fleet [1915], a small booklet It was seven o'clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee Hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day's rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big grey nose dropped across her four tumbling, squealing cubs, and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived. - Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book [1894] (ch. 1) "What do you think she'd do if she caught us? We oughtn't to have it, you know," said Maisie. "Beat me, and lock you up in your bedroom," Dick answered, without hesitation. "Have you got the cartridges?" "Yes; they're in my pocket, but they are joggling horribly. Do pin-fire cartridges go off of their own accord?" "Don't know. Take the revolver, if you are afraid, and let me carry them." "I'm not afraid." Maisie strode forward swiftly, a hand in her pocket an her chin the air. Dick followed with a small pin-fire revolver. - Rudyard Kipling, The Light That Failed [1890] (ch. 1) The cell door slammed behind Rubishov. - Arthur Koestler, Darkness at Noon [1940] In the Name of God, the Merciful, the Compassionate Praise be to God, Lord of the Universe, The Compassionate, the Merciful, Sovereign of the Day of Judgement! You alone we worship, and to You alone we turn for help. Guide us to the straight path, The path of those whom You have favoured, Not of those who have incurred Your wrath, Nor of those who have gone astray. - Koran, 1:1 ALIF lam mim. This Book is not to be doubted. It is a guide for the righteous, who have faith in the unseen and are steadfast in prayer; who give in alms from what We gave them; who trust what has been revealed to you and to others before you, and firmly believe in the life to come. - Koran, (Dawood translation), 2:1 The Cow Spring came late, the year the war closed. - Laura Lettie Krey (used pseudonym Mary Everett), And Tell of Time [1938] (pt. 1, ch. 1) Here are Paul and Judy, They can do lots of things. You can do lots of things. Judy can pat the bunny. Now you can pat the bunny. - Dorothy Kunhardt, Pat the Bunny [1940] BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK In the living-room of The Dreamerie, his home on Tyee Head, Hector McKaye, owner of the Tyee Lumber Company and familiarly known as "The Laird," was wont to sit in his hours of leisure, smoking and building castles in Spain--for his son Donald. - Peter Bernard Kyne, Kindred of the Dust [1920] (ch. 1) LETTER I: Cecile de Volanges to Sophie Carnay at the Ursuline Convent of ----- You see my dear Sophie I am keeping my word. Frills and furbelows do not take up all my time; there will always be some left over for you. Nonetheless, I have seen more frippery in the course of this one day than I did in all the four years we spent together; and I think our fine Tanville is going to be more mortified by my next visit to the convent (when I shall certainly ask to see her) than she could ever have hoped we were by all those visits of hers to us en grande tenue. - Pierre Choderlos de Laclos, Dangerous Liaisons [1782] (pt. 1), (P.W.K. Stone translation) Ravenel Plantation occupies a singular rise of wooded land in North Carolina, between Way-Home River, Loon Mountain, and the Silver Fork. - Elinor Macartney Lane, Katrine [1909] (ch. 1) Midge Kelly scored his first knockout when he was seventeen. The knockee was his brother Connie, three years his junior and a cripple. - Ring Lardner, Champion, a short story Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habits, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We've got to live, no matter now many skies have fallen. - David Herbert Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover [1928] "The Bottoms" succeed to "Hell Row." Hell Row was a block of thatched, bulging cottages that stood by the brook-side on Greenhill Lane. - David Herbert Lawrence, Sons and Lovers [1913] The Brangwens had lived for generations on the Marsh Farm, in the meadows where the Erewash twisted sluggishly through alder trees, separating Derbyshire from Nottinghamshire. - David Herbert Lawrence, The Rainbow [1915] Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-day of their father's house in Beldover, working and talking. - David Herbert Lawrence, Women in Love [1920] BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK Displaying page 23 of 98 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 [23] 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98
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