If you haven’t read Lord of the Flies, you are missing true adventure and a sickening heartache for mankind and what it can do to each other.
Even in today’s world, the proverbial death of Piggy seems to happen everyday when I read the news.
“Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.”
—William Golding, Lord of the Flies
But I hear it has a great opening line.
More Austen quotatistic advice. This is to the men…when she speaks of you like this, you have her in your pocket. This book is agony in itself for you the reader. Why?…
Because from the very start you feel the pain of both lovers torn apart by listening to others (WHO WERE WRONG, by the way) getting in the way of true love. Maybe it was destiny to be apart for so long (for these two) but you as a reader will side with them till the last page.
C. S. Lewis and his witticisms make me smile every time. Tea is my first breath of fresh air each day. (Unless it is a coffee kind of day.) :)
“Now, I’m not going to deny that I was aware of your beauty. But the point is, this has nothing to do with your beauty. As I got to know you, I began to realise that beauty was the least of your qualities. I became fascinated by your goodness. I was drawn in by it. I didn’t understand what was happening to me. And it was only when I began to feel actual, physical pain every time you left the room that it finally dawned on me: I was in love, for the first time in my life. I knew it was hopeless, but that didn’t matter to me. And it’s not that I want to have you. All I want is to deserve you. Tell me what to do. Show me how to behave. I’ll do anything you say.”
by Choderlos de Laclos
North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell
“All this gladness in life, all honest pride in doing my work in the world, all this keen sense of being, I owe to her!” And it doubles the gladness, it makes the pride glow, it sharpens the sense of existence till I hardly know if it is pain or pleasure, to think that I owe it to one – nay, you must, you shall hear” – said he, stepping forwards with stern determination – “to one whom I love, as I do not believe man ever loved woman before.”
Give this book a chance if you love Jane Austen and want an adventure with it. It is truly one of my favorites read in my later years.
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
“Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.”
Les Miserables by Victor Hugo
“To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.”