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On a hill by the Mississippi where Chippewas camped two generations ago, a girl stood in relief against the cornflower blue of Northern sky. She saw no Indians now; she saw flour-mills and the blinking windows of skyscrapers in Minneapolis and St. Paul. - Sinclair Lewis, Main Street [1920] (ch. 1) The flat roof of the American House, the most spacious and important hotel in Black Thread Center, Connecticut, was lined with sheet of red-painted tin, each embossed with "Phoenix, the Tin of Kings." - Sinclair Lewis, Work of Art [1934] Suppose time is a circle, bending back on itself. The world repeats itself, precisely, endlessly. - Alan Lightman, Einstein's Dreams [1993] "So, Mr. Limbaugh . . . when do you hope to conquer America? And after you do, Mr. Limbaugh, just how oppressive will you be?" - Rush H. Limbaugh, III, See, I Told You So [1993] (ch. 1) BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK I decided to write this book to tell a bit about myself and my radio show and where I stand on the important political and social issues affecting our society today. - Rush H. Limbaugh, III, The Way Things Ought To Be [1992] (ch. 1) BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK Overhead the clouds cloaked the sky; a ragged cloak it was, and, here and there, a star shone through a hole, to be obscured almost instantly as more cloud tatters were hurled across the rent. - Joseph Crosby Lincoln, The Portygee [1920] Dearly beloved--late again! - Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Dearly Beloved [1962] Night already shadows the eastern sky. To my left, low on the horizon, a thin line of cloud is drawing on its evening sheath of black. A moment ago, it was burning red and gold. - Charles A. Lindbergh, The Spirit of St. Louis [1953] In kindergarten, one of my brothers told a friend on the playground that our father had discovered America. At about the same age, I dreamed that he was God. - Reeve Lindbergh, Under a Wing [1998] To those who admire the kind of thing that it was, North Aston was one of the loveliest places to be found in England. - E. Lynn Linton, The Atonement of Leam Dundas [1877] (book 1, ch. 1) San Francisco, July 30, 1901 My dearest Mate: Behold a soldier on the eve of battle! I am writing this in a stuffy little hotel room and I don't dare stop whistling for a minute. You could cover my courage with a postage stamp. In the morning I sail for the Flowery Kingdom, and if the roses are waiting to strew my path it is more than they have done here for the past few years. - Frances Little (pseudonym of Fannie Macaulay), The Lady of the Decoration [1906] I am going to pack my two shirts with my other socks and my best suit in the little blue cloth my mother used to tie round her hair when she did the house, and I am gong from the Valley. - Richard Llewellyn (pseudonym of Richard Dafydd Vivian Llewellyn), How Green Was My Valley [1939] BUY VARYING HARE USED BOOK See a tall man pacing alone on the twilight beach, caught between the dying air and the incoming tide. - Morgan Llywelyn (a/k/a Shannon Lewis), Bard: The Odyssey of the Irish [1984] (ch. 1) I received a letter the day before yesterday from my old friend Jaffery Chayne, which has inspired me to write the following account of that dear, bull-headed, Pantagruelian being. I must say that I have been egged on to do so by my wife, of whom hereafter. - William John Locke, Jaffery [1914] (ch. 1) "I love Nunsmere," said the Literary Man from London. "It is a spot where faded lives are laid away in lavender." - William John Locke, Septimus [1908] (ch. 1) I met Renniker the other day at the club. He is a man who knows everything--from the method of trimming a puppy's tail for a dog-show, without being disqualified, to the innermost workings of the mind of every European potentate. If I want information on any subject under heaven I ask Renniker. - William John Locke, Simon the Jester [1910] (ch. I) Paul Kegworthy lived with his mother, Mrs. Button, his stepfather, Mr. Button, and six little Buttons, his half brothers and sisters. His was not an ideal home; it consisted in a bedroom, a kitchen and a scullery in a grimy little house in a grimy street made up of rows of exactly similar grimy little houses, and forming one of a hundred similar streets in a northern manufacturing town. Mr. and Mrs. Button worked in a factory and took in as lodgers grimy single men who also worked in factories. They were not a model couple; they were rather, in fact, the scandal of Budge Street, which did not itself enjoy, in Bludston, a reputation for holiness. - William John Locke, The Fortunate Youth [1914] (ch. 1) "Lady Fenimore's compliments, sir, and will you be so kind as to step round to Sir Anthony at once?" - William John Locke, The Red Planet [1917] (ch. I) Yes, sir, here's the Glorious Fourth again. - Ross Franklin Lockridge, Jr., Raintree County [1948] High, high above the North Pole, on the first day of 1969, two professors of English Literature approached each other at a combined velocity of 1200 miles per hour. - David John Lodge, Changing Places: A Tale of Two Campuses [1975] It was Adam Appleby's misfortune that at the moment of awakening from sleep his consciousness was immediately flooded with everything he least wanted to think about. - David John Lodge, The British Museum is Falling Down [1965] (ch. 1) Pictures! Pictures! Pictures! Often, before I learned, did I wonder whence came the multitudes of pictures that thronged my dreams; for they were pictures the like of which I had never seen in real wake-a-day life. They tormented my childhood, making of my dreams a procession of nightmares and a little later convincing me that I was different from my kind, a creature unnatural and accursed. - Jack London, Before Adam [1906] (ch. 1) Events happened very rapidly with Francis Morgan that late spring morning. - Jack London, Hearts of Three [1918] The soft summer wind stirs the redwoods, and Wild-Water ripples sweet cadences over its mossy stones. There are butterflies in the sunshine, and from everywhere arises the drowsy hum of bees. It is so quiet and peaceful, and I sit here, and ponder, and am restless. It is the quiet that makes me restless. It seems unreal. All the world is quiet, but it is the quiet before the storm. I strain my ears, and all my senses, for some betrayal of that impending storm. Oh, that it may not be premature! That it may not be premature! - Jack London, Iron Heel [1907] (ch. 1) Not until Mister Haggin abruptly picked him up under one arm and stepped into the sternsheets of the waiting whaleboat, did Jerry dream that anything untoward was to happen to him. - Jack London, Jerry of the Islands [1917] Displaying page 52 of 95 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
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