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| I am doomed to remember a boy with a wrecked voice -- not because of his voice... | |
| One summer evening in the year 1848, three Cardinals and a missionary Bishop from America were dining together in the gardens of a villa in the Sabine hills, overlooking Rome. | |
| You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. | |
| This book is largely concerned with Hobbits, and from its pages a reader may discover much of their character and a little of their history. | |
| Call me Jonah. My parents did, or nearly did. They called me John. | |
| He rode into the dark of the woods and dismounted. He crawled upward on his belly over cool rocks out into the sunlight, and suddenly he was in the open and he could see for miles. | |
| The towers of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and delicate as silver rods. | |
| My father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name being Phillip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. | |
| On February 24, 1815, the lookout at Notre-Dame de la Garde signalled the arrival of the three-master Pharaon, coming from Smyrna, Trieste, and Naples. | |
| It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love. | |
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| To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth. | |
| Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton. Do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it means a lot to Cohn. | |
| Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. | |
| Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy. This story... | |
| No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely... | |
| I am an American, Chicago born—Chicago, that somber city—and go at things as I have taught myself... | |
| The story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless, but except the obvious remark that it was gruesome... | |
| It was five o'clock on a winter's morning in Syria. Alongside the platform at Aleppo stood the train grandly designated in railway guides as the Taurus Express. | |
| Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. | |
| On rocky islands gulls woke. Time to be about their business. Silently they floated in on the town... | |
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