The deck of the French ship was slippery with blood, heaving in the choppy sea; a stroke might as easily bring down the man making it as the intended target.
His Majesty’s Dragon by Naomi Novik
The day was unreasonably warm for November, but in some misguided deference to the Chinese embassy, the fire in the Admiralty boardroom had been heaped excessively high, and Laurence was standing directly before it.
Throne of Jade by Naomi Novik
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Having placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes’ chewing, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception and retired into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression.
At Swim-Two-Birds by Flann O’Brien
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A story has no beginning or end; arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead.
The End of the Affair by Graham Greene
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Elmer Gantry
Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis
There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.
The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis
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Ages ago, Alex, Allen and Alva arrived at Antibes, and Alva allowing all, allowing anyone, against Alex’s admonition, against Allen’s angry assertion: another African amusement … anyhow, as all argued, an awesome African army assembled and arduously advanced against an African anthill, assiduously annihilating ant after ant, and afterward, Alex astonishingly accuses Albert as also accepting Africa’s antipodal ant annexation.
Alphabetical Africa by Walter Abish
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I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.
Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton
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Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.
Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston
