What is your favorite quote from a book?

Is it normal to have a favorite line or paragraph from a book or poetry? What is yours?

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  • Dad

    The End

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  • dappled

    That's like asking me my favourite atom in a bowl of ice cream. Too many to choose. But (if we can include plays) some are:

    What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the greatest good is little enough; for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams. (from "La vida es sueño")

    The whole run-on passage of Remedios the Beauty being taken into the heavens and also the destruction of Macondo in the final page of One Hundred Years of Solitude (the most beautiful book I will ever read).

    For speed and efficiency of travel, give me Amundsen; for scientific discovery, give me Scott; but when all hope is lost, get down on your knees and pray for Shackleton. (from "The Worst Journey in the World", by Cherry-Garrard, himself a polar explorer).

    The killing of the teacher in Stephen King's banned novel "Rage".

    And with a green and yellow melancholy
    She sat like patience on a monument,
    Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
    ("Twelfth Night", by Billy Shakespeare)

    Pretty much all of Catcher in the Rye. The whole thing.

    No one has lived longer than a dead child, and P'eng-tsu died young. Heaven and earth are as old as I, and the ten thousand things are as one. (from the writings of Chuang Tzu, which I wouldn't know about if not for Carl Sagan).

    Nearly all Vonnegut. I miss him like I'm going to miss Márquez. Compliment to both, there.

    Finally, this:

    He sent himself to her across moraine and ice-cap, traversing the implacable, granite crests of the black deep, passing by sailors and seals, the lonely and the lost, impregnating her without touching her, making life where there was none, leaving before he had arrived. He would never know that she wept for a hundred and ninety-eight days before the yielding of a life unwanted due to the mystery of the siring. Small and bruised, with emerald eyes that disturbed relatives, the baby saw through people and beyond their time, settling easily into the company of ghosts and shadows, the men and trees no longer seen on this world. In this way, he communed with a colourless voice in the icy desolation, the father who had wanted only the idea of him. He sensed without doubt the cool heart that had called him into being and made no special effort to catch at the sleeve disappearing amid the bustle of awkward silence, heading away into the unending caverns of memory's luminous tableaux, aching for the peace of a death unknown.

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    • "Pretty much all of Catcher in the Rye. The whole thing."

      You know that book is total shit don't you?

      It's not deep or clever, it's just an asshole whining about how much of an asshole he is. Everyone gets older, it's not clever. Everyone who takes meaning from that book is either pretentious or stupid, but considering the content of your huge comment above i'm guessing the former with a touch of pseudo intellectualism for appearances.

      "Holden Caulfield was down in the reeds when along came Hairy Maclary...and bustled him up into a drum full of weeds!"

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      • dappled

        I'm not saying it's a philosophical masterpiece or anything, but Holden makes me laugh. He moans in a very funny way. Like dragging those women around the dancefloor like they were the goddamn statue of liberty.

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        • Oh i get that i guess. I just hate hearing people rave about it's meaning and thinking it's so deep, i mean it's content is all just common sense.

          Hairy Maclary on the other hand is a masterpiece, i mean a dog that gets chased by a cat with a scar on it's face, oh what a world!

          Hey what time is it where you are?

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          • dappled

            Middle of the afternoon, just turned 3pm. And yeah, I don't think there's any deep meaning. It's just Holden going on an epic whine (it's how I imagine Salinger probably was). It appealed to me when I was 16 because I was whiney and I liked that someone could publish that in a book.

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            • Actually that's a good point. I only read it as an adult so i probably just looked down on it abit much.

              Haha yeah just wondering, it's just past midnight here in Aus.

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  • disthing

    This post just makes me wish I read more, or remembered passages from books I have read :/ don't make me feel inadequate, IIN!

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  • bananaface

    Too many. I'll give one from the book I'm currently reading, which happens to also be one of my favourites:

    "Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter- tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...And one fine morning-
    So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."

    Ahhh, Fitzgerald, your words do strange things to me. Beautiful. I'm reading the Great Gatsby for the 8th time now, but I must have read that quote at least 100 times. I absolutely love it. It gets me every time.

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    • BlueJeansWhiteShirt

      Ah Gatsby. What a genius novel.

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    • dappled

      :O But you passed over this...

      His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy’s white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.

      You have no idea how close that came to being my choice of voice post thing rather than The Four Loves. I was so torn and I so very nearly went with Fitzgerald. It's just brilliant. I'm slightly amazed you like it, though, and I don't even know why.

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      • bananaface

        Awww no, don't make this any harder for me:O! To be honest, I was very close to just writing out the whole book:P. It's just all so perfect in every single way possible. Words cannot describe my love for this book (although I imagine that if there are words to describe it, Fitzgerald would know them:P). It is without a doubt my favourite book, and the more I read it, the more I love it.

        And I'm not sure why you're amazed either. How strange, I wonder why that is.:S

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        • dappled

          It really is. It's a historical period I have a bit of a thing for and he's a great writer. Actually, he's an absolutely wonderful writer. I want to exist in the time of the book, even if I'm poor. Which I would be.

          I'm still surprised, by the way. I know we think the same on some things. Just a bit surprised on this. Nobody agrees on this. Well, except you, apparently. But I'm still surprised.

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          • bananaface

            Nobody agrees on this? What do you mean? I thought everybody loved Fitzgerald:O! Are we the only ones or something, haha?

            And you'd end up being like George:O Not good at all.

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  • sleepycomet

    “I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year.” Fyodor Dostoyevsky
    (White Nights)
    “If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don't bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results if you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he's a good man.” Dostoyevsky (The Brothers Karamazov)

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    • AlphabetCity

      Dostoyevsky is probably the single greatest writer. His philosophy or him seeming to have a grasp on mankind or empathy as a whole isn't even it. His way his words eradicate each other, they are like music. Beautiful symphonies and grammatical harmony with page turning feverishness, a longing for more. You've failed to give supreme examples of which, but still great.

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      • Corleone

        Is his writing style really that good? Dammit, why did I buy a crappy Dutch translation of 'Crime and Punishment'?

        I liked the story, but I don't think there was much left of his writing style.

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        • AlphabetCity

          Impeccable, judging from your name you have a fine taste in arts (the GodFather, superb movie) it's fucking insane. Read White Nights my favorite short story of his, I've seen it written on here too I believe, a lot of people love that short story.

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          • Corleone

            Thanks for the compliment. :)
            I haven't read White Nights yet. I'll check it out if I can find it.

            If you like short stories: I can definitely recommend 'Parker Adderson, philosopher' by Ambrose Bierce. :)

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            • AlphabetCity

              I'll look into that, I will

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  • shade_ilmaendu

    (Not sure if this is straight from the book or quoted in it) "We should never have come here, with flesh so soft and hearts so unwise."
    ~James O'Barr, The Crow

    "If you ride hard and fast enough into the west, the sun will never set for you."
    ~R.A. Salvatore, The Dark Elf Trilougy (Montolio)

    "I think I understand. Shake a person up enough and what they thought was a personality starts to separate. We can be anything."
    ~Kill Your Boyfriend

    "Only in books could you find pity, comfort, happiness... and love. Books loved anyone who opened them. They gave you security and friendship and didn't ask anything in return, they never went away, never."
    ~Cornelia Funke, Inkheart

    "It does not do to rely on silent majorities, for silence is a fragile thing. One loud noise and it's gone."
    ~V for Vendetta

    ""Everyone must leave something behind him when he dies... something your hand touched in some way, so your soul has a place to go when you die, and when people look... you're there. IT doesn't matter what you do, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hand away."

    ~Ray Bradbury, Farenheit 451

    "Why? Because pride is a strange thing, and generosity deserves generosity in return. But mostly because it felt like the right thing to do, and that is reason enough."
    ~Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

    No way in hell I could choose just one, this list was kinda tough as is.

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  • NeuroNeptunian

    "Romans 12:14-16
    14 Bless those who persecute you; bless and curse not. 15 Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. 16 Be of the same mind toward one another; do not be haughty in mind, but associate with the lowly. Do not be wise in your own estimation."

    "It is as if a man, wounded by an arrow thickly smeared with poison, were to say to his surgeon: I will not have this arrow removed until I know who shot it, his caste, his height, his color, where he comes from; the kind of bow the arrow was shot from, the wood of which the shaft was made and the species of bird whose feathers adorn it. Verily, before these questions were settled, the man would have died."
    From a book that I read about the philosophy of the Buddha.

    There are a bunch more but these are the only ones that I have on my computer.

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  • howaminotmyself

    I cheated and grabbed the book off the shelf. I don't actually memorize passages from books. But this is from one of my favorites, their are many.

    “This sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium). This sentence is made of yak wool. This sentence is made of sunlight and plums. This sentence is made of ice. This sentence is made from the blood of the poet. This sentence was made in Japan. This sentence glows in the dark. This sentence was born with a caul. This sentence has a crush on Norman Mailer. This sentence is a wino and doesn't care who knows it. Like many italic sentences, this one has Mafia connections. This sentence is a double Cancer with a Pisces rising. This sentence lost its mind searching for the perfect paragraph. This sentence refuses to be diagrammed. This sentence ran off with an adverb clause. This sentence is 100 percent organic: it will not retain a facsimile of freshness like those sentences of Homer, Shakespeare, Goethe et al., which are loaded with preservatives. This sentence leaks. This sentence doesn't look Jewish... This sentence has accepted Jesus Christ as its personal savior. This sentence once spit in a book reviewer's eye. This sentence can do the funky chicken. This sentence has seen too much and forgotten too little. This sentence is called "Speedoo" but its real name is Mr. Earl. This sentence may be pregnant. This sentence suffered a split infinitive - and survived. If this sentence has been a snake you'd have bitten it. This sentence went to jail with Clifford Irving. This sentence went to Woodstock. And this little sentence went wee wee wee all the way home.”

    Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues

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  • “I suffered no pain, my hunger had taken the edge off; instead I felt pleasantly empty, untouched by everything around me and happy to be unseen by all. I put my legs up on the bench and leaned back, the best way to feel the true well-being of seclusion. There wasn't a cloud in my mind, nor did I feel any discomfort, and I hadn't a single unfulfilled desire or craving as far as my thought could reach. I lay with open eyes in a state of utter absence from myself and felt deliciously out of it.”
    Knut Hamsun - Hunger

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  • prasatko

    "Better to be an animal than a man, an insect than an animal, a plant than an insect, and so on. Salvation? Whatever diminishes the kingdom of consciousness and compromises its supremacy."

    "I roam through life like a whore in a world without any sidewalk."

    -Emil Cioran: The Trouble of Being Born

    "We are all atheists about most of the gods that humanity has ever believed in. Some of us just go one god further."
    -Richard Dawkins

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  • Corleone

    'When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?'

    'When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.'

    'Game shows are designed to make us feel better about the random, useless facts that are all we have left of our education.'

    These are all Chuck Palahniuk quotes from the book 'Invisible Monsters'. I've got loads of others, but these are the ones I read last.

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  • AbnormallyAwesome

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  • kupokupo

    Ezio, walking down the street a few paces behind his wife and children, suddenly winced as a coughing fit took him. He leant against a wall for support.
    In a moment Sophia was by his side.
    'You should have stayed home.'
    He smiled at her. 'I am home.'
    'Sit down, here.' She indicated a nearby bench. 'Wait for us. We'll be right over there. Only take a minute or two.'
    He nodded, watching her rejoin the children and wander off a little farther down the street. He made himself comfortable, letting the pain subside.
    He watched the people walking to and fro, going about their daily business. He felt pleased, and enjoyed watching them. He breathed in the smells of the market as it broke up around him. He listened to the sounds the traders made.
    'I love it here,' he said to himself. Home. Home at last.
    His reverie was interrupted by the peevish voice of a young Italian who plumped himself down on the bench near him. The young man was talking, apparently, to himself. He didn't look at Ezio.
    'Al diavolo! I hate ...

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    • kupokupo

      ... this damn city. I wish I were in Rome! I hear the women there are... mmm... like ripe Sangiovese on the vine, you know? Not like here. Firenze!' He spat on the ground.
      Ezio looked at him. 'I don't think Florence is your problem,' he remarked, distressed at what the young man had said.
      'I beg your pardon?'
      Ezio was about to reply, but the pain seized him again. He winced and started to gasp. The young man turned to him. 'Steady, old man.'
      He grabbed Ezio's wrist as Ezio caught his breath. Looking down at the hand that held him, Ezio thought the grip was uncommonly strong, and there was something strange, almost familiar, about the man's expression. But he was probably imagining it all. He shook his head to clear it.
      The young man looked at Ezio closely, and smiled. Ezio returned the look.
      'Get some rest, eh?' the young man said.
      He rose to his feet and walked away. Ezio nodded in belated agreement, watching him go. Then he leant back, seeking Sofia in the thinning crowd. He saw her at a stall, buying...

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      • kupokupo

        ... vegetables. And there beside her were Flavia and Marcello, baiting each other, playing together.
        He closed his eyes, and took some deep breaths. His breathing calmed. The young man was right. He should get some rest.

        Sofia was packing the vegetables she'd bought into a basket when something cold crept into her heart. She looked up then back to where Ezio sat. There was something about the way he was sitting. Confused, not wanting to admit what she was feared to herself, she put a hand to her mouth, and hurried across to him, leaving the children playing where they were.
        As she got closer, she slowed her pace. She finally sat down by his side, taking his hand, and then she leant forward, pressing her forehead against his hair. One or two people looked in their direction, and then one or two more with concern but, otherwise, life in the street went on.

        Much later that day, back home, and having sent Machiavelli away, Sofia took herself into the den. The children were in bed. She didnt think what had ...

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        • kupokupo

          ... happened had sunk in for them, yet.
          In the den the fire had gone out. She lit a candle and walked to the desk, picking up the neatly stacked sheaf of papers, tied with a ribbon, which lay on it. She began to read:

          "When I was a young man, I had liberty, but I did not see it; I had time, but I did not know it; and I had love, but I did not feel it. Many decades would pass before I understood the meaning of all three. And now, in the twilight of my life, this understanding has passed into contentment. Love, liberty and time, once so much at my disposal, are the fuels that drive me forward. Love, most especially, my dearest, for you, our children, our brothers and sisters . . . and for the vast and wonderful world that gave us life and keeps us guessing. With endless affection, my Sophia, I am forever yours.
          Ezio Auditore"

          From Assassin's Creed Revelations by Oliver Bowden.

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      • Corleone

        wait, what?

        Is that Assassin's Creed fanfiction or something, or is it from the game itself?

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        • kupokupo

          The book series based on the game.

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          • Corleone

            Huh... didn't know that existed. What do you like most? The book or the game?

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            • kupokupo

              I'm a great lover of books but I must say, they'd be nothing without the visual image the game can provide. So, sorry, I kinda cheated the question but they're both equally awesome :D And Assassin's Creed movie soon too!

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  • FocoUS

    "I don't believe he was a bad person, I believe it was a bad time." - Everything is Illuminated

    The line was about the anti-jewish acts in Ukraine during WW2 (more specifically about the narrator's grandfather) I feel like it can be related to so many things in both history and modern times.

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  • NotFloydzie

    It's not my all times favorite, but it's one I liked from a book I just read recently.

    "I think in certain ways she's so much smarter than the rest of us, that she can't relate. In other ways she's not very intelligent, or mature, I should say. It might be a perception problem. Our perception problem. We expect her emotional abilities to match her intellect, but she's still a little girl."

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  • The Alchemist by Paulo Cuelo

    ”The Universe conspires to help you”

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  • lukeuser

    "You're a wizard Harry" (joking...)

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  • Nero1234

    "One does not simply walk into mordor."

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  • lc1988

    " this is my story, scar tissue and all". Amen Anthony keidis. And Corinthians 14:34 women are to remain silent. Seems legit

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  • Dizzee

    My favorite quote...

    "I would not like them here or there.
    I would not like them anywhere.
    I do not like green eggs and ham.
    I do not like them Sam I Am."

    He goes through so many struggles in that book. It's so heart breaking.

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    • dirtybirdy

      Haha I was gonna do a suess quote too! Just couldn't decide

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      • Dizzee

        Great minds think alike. ;)

        Plus, Seuss has too many good quotes to choose from.

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  • I should probably read more fiction than what I do.

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    • On the other hand I did like Test of the Twins when I was 14 or so. One of my favorite quotes was, "Sometimes in the middle of the night, even I turn from myself in horror"

      Powerful book.

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  • KeddersPrincess

    "I wanted to live in her body and melt in her bones-yeah, it was that kind of love". I always forget the name of that book, but I can definatly relate to the quote.

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  • dirtybirdy

    If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

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    • Finding_Peace_In_A_Mad_World

      I think you just doubled my IQ.

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      • dirtybirdy

        Ah, happens all the time. Its a burden I'm willing to bear.

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