Posts tagged prose.

While we, Chani, we who carry the name of concubine—history will call us wives.


    — Frank Herbert, from Dune

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[“How much farther?” Caine asked.
“Soon,” Pack Leader said.] “The Darkness is near.


    — Michael Grant, from Gone

[She shuts her eyes.] Drifts off, untroubled, everything clear, and radiant, and all at once.


    — Khaled Hosseini, from And the Mountains Echoed

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Lately, I’ve been leaning toward kindness.


    — Gillian Flynn, from Sharp Objects

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When it came night, the white waves paced to and fro in the moonlight, and the wind brought the sound of the great sea’s voice to the men on shore, and they felt that they could then be interpreters.


    — Stephen Crane, from “The Open Boat”

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But under all the layers — a tiny green shoot sprouting — I’m growing from inside.


    — Wendy Orr, from Peeling the Onion

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