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Sometimes a great line in a book will just leap out at you and stun you out of the story, so that you just sit there a moment, awe-stricken. Here are some of the best.
Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven.
I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
The Art of Fielding.
It was strange the way he loved her; a side long and almost casual love, as if loving her were simply a matter of course, too natural to mention.
The Diary of Anne Frank.
In spite of everything, I still believe people are really good at heart.
This Is How You Lose Her.
You were at the age where you could fall in love with a girl over an expression, over a gesture
Slaughterhouse-Five.
Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
Changing Places.
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.
The Essential Neruda.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin
Middle Passage.
Of all the things that drive men to sea, the most common disaster, I’ve come to learn, is women
Vile Bodies.
And presently, like a circling typhoon, the sounds of battle began to return.
A Moveable Feast.
But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.
The Stranger.
Mother died today.
The Outsiders.
Stay Gold, Ponyboy.
The Crow Road.
It was the day my grandmother exploded.
1984.
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
Perks Of Being A Wallflower.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
The Old Man and the Sea.
The old man was dreaming about the lions.
Rebecca.
And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.
Looking For Alaska.
I know so many last words. But I will never know hers.
The Fiery Cross.
When the day shall come, that we do part,’ he said softly, and turned to look at me, ‘if my last words are not ‘I love you’ — ye’ll ken it was because I dinna have time.
The Shawshank Redemption.
Get busy living or get busy dying.
The Time Traveler’s Wife.
He is coming, and I am here.
The Alchemist.
It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.
Anna Karenina.
He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.
To Kill A Mockingbird.
It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived.
The History of Love.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.
The Age of Innocence.
Each time you happen to me all over again.
East of Eden.
And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.
We Love You, Charlie Freeman: A Novel.
I miss her, with a never-ending ache that I did not think was possible, that crowds out any other feeling and certainly all my reason, and any good sense.
The Corrections.
She was seventy-five and she was going to make some changes in her life.
The Tempest.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Lolita.
And the rest is rust and stardust.
Summertime: Fiction.
A book should be an axe to chop open the frozen sea inside us.
On The Road.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
Fahrenheit 451.
It was a pleasure to burn.
The Picture of Dorian Gray.
The curves of your lips rewrite history.
Their Eyes Were Watching God.
She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
Wuthering Heights.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Stardust.
She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.
In a Free State.
The only lies for which we are truly punished are those we tell ourselves.
Gravity’s Rainbow.
A screaming comes across the sky.
The Fellowship of the Ring.
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
Anna Karenina.
All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
One Hundred Years of Solitude.
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aurelio Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon that his father took him to discover ice.
The Fault in Our Stars.
As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.
And the Mountains Echoed.
Beauty is an enormous, unmerited gift given randomly, stupidly.
The Time Machine.
It sounds plausible enough tonight, but wait until tomorrow. Wait for the common sense of the morning.
East of Eden.
I think of my life as a kind of music, not always good music but still having form and melody.
The Scarlet Letter.
We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
Other Voices, Other Rooms.
And in that moment, like a swift intake of breath, the rain came.
Gone With the Wind.
My dear, I don’t give a damn.
Memoirs of a Geisha.
By the time we arrived, as evening was approaching, I felt as sore as a rock must feel when the waterfall has pounded on it all day long.
One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich.
In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.
A Girl I Knew.
She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
Pride and Prejudice.
It is a truth universally that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
A Tale of Two Cities.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn.
Dear God,’ she prayed, ‘let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.
The Glass Menagerie.
Time is the longest distance between two places.
Infinite Jest.
Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.
The Road.
You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.
The Sun Also Rises.
Isn’t it pretty to think so?
The World According to Garp.
They were involved in that awkward procedure of getting to unknow each other.
1984
We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.
Winnie The Pooh.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.
Sometimes I can feel my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.
Franny and Zooey.
I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.