Charm Posted October 24, 2008 Posted October 24, 2008 March 20, 1888 Dearest Margaret, I thank you for your kind condolences, so sincerely offered, for the loss of my darling Amelia. The Bone Garden by Tess Gerritsen
Ceinwenn Posted October 24, 2008 Posted October 24, 2008 As a child there are things you learn not to talk about; that the very utterance of certain words sends some people into a flat spin. Unspoken - Sam Hayes
Janet Posted October 24, 2008 Posted October 24, 2008 For some reason, I recall it as just me and Bunce. Moab is my Washpot by Stephen Fry.
Inver Posted October 24, 2008 Posted October 24, 2008 'Open Tuesday to Saturday, 10am-8pm, no exceptions' 'The Friday Night Knitting Club' by Kate Jacobs (part of bookring on bookcrossing)
bookwormmum Posted October 25, 2008 Posted October 25, 2008 'Mum's marrying some prick she met down the bingo.' By The Time You Read This - Lola Jaye (Please excuse the language. )
Stephanie2008 Posted October 27, 2008 Posted October 27, 2008 Me too. Nothing like a bit of language to get you enticed in a book
Simonsays Posted October 28, 2008 Posted October 28, 2008 You want to know about fashion? Let me tell you about fashion.. The Sewerside Chronicles - Tim Lay
bev Posted October 29, 2008 Posted October 29, 2008 Even though he was wearing sunglasses, you could see Kanye West was thinking "What the hell ?" Look Who It Is ! - Alan Carr
Kylie Posted October 30, 2008 Posted October 30, 2008 No one who had ever seen Catherine Morland in her infancy, would have supposed her born to be an heroine. Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen
Jo-Bridge Posted November 2, 2008 Posted November 2, 2008 "The Cell at leavenworth was four feet by eight, barley large enough for Joe to sit at one end of an upended pail, but there was room in the dark for a circle of figures." Stallion Gate- Martin Cruz Smith "In the Early days of 1904, the wealth American lawyerand ameuteur egyptologist, Theodore Davis,was leading an archeological expedition in Egypts valley of the kings, just across the nile from the ancient city of Thebes." Act Of God:Moses, Tutamkhamun and the myth of atlantis- Graham Phillips
Charm Posted November 5, 2008 Posted November 5, 2008 Sara Linton stood at the front door of her parents' house holding so many plastic grocery bags in her hands that she couldn't feel her fingers. Faithless by Karin Slaughter
bev Posted November 6, 2008 Posted November 6, 2008 We slept in what had once been the gymnasium. The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood
Severnlad Posted November 7, 2008 Posted November 7, 2008 I thought I'd been to Africa. Told all my class I had. Small Island - Andrea Levy
Guest Vince Posted November 9, 2008 Posted November 9, 2008 I sat well back in my seat & listened as Colonel Gaddafi's latest day long rant burst from the radio like an Arab Fidel Castro on speed. Brute Force - Andy McNab
bev Posted November 19, 2008 Posted November 19, 2008 My suffering left me sad and gloomy. Life of Pi ~ Yann Mantel
Nici Posted November 19, 2008 Author Posted November 19, 2008 'Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents', grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. Little Women ~ Louisa May Alcott
Ceinwenn Posted November 19, 2008 Posted November 19, 2008 It was a strange city, and seemed to have been cast up in the valley one winter's night like some prehistoric creature that was now clawing its way up the mountainside. - Chronicle in Stone by Ismail Kadare
rach.at.the.disco Posted November 19, 2008 Posted November 19, 2008 She hurries from the house, wearing a coat too heavy for the weather. The Hours - Michael Cunningham.
lexi Posted November 19, 2008 Posted November 19, 2008 Jumping to your death was a crappy way to spend St. Patrick's Day. High noon - Nora Roberts
Jo-Bridge Posted November 19, 2008 Posted November 19, 2008 "He stood on the edge of the abyss, staring down." Blood Hunt- Ian Rankin
pipread Posted November 20, 2008 Posted November 20, 2008 Eddie Elkins ambled down Fantasy Avenue. A light breeze penetrated his costume............... The Rabbit Factory - Marshall Karp
Ben Mines Posted November 23, 2008 Posted November 23, 2008 "To the Reader—I here present you, courteous reader, with the record of a remarkable period in my life; according to my application of it, I trust that it will prove, not merely an interesting record, but, in a considerable degree, useful and instructive." —Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, Thomas De Quincey
bev Posted November 23, 2008 Posted November 23, 2008 Chomp chomp chomp! Slurp,there's something devilsh about that sound Rude Awakenings ~ Ajahn Sucitto & Nick Scott
Ben Mines Posted December 2, 2008 Posted December 2, 2008 EUTHYPHRO: What on earth can have happened, Socrates, to make you leave your usual haunts in the Lyceum, and come and spend time here in the king's colonnade? Euthyphro, Plato (translation by Tom Griffith).
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