From the classics you’ve read to date, have any lines/scenes really stayed with you?
From the classics you’ve read to date, have any lines/scenes really stayed with you?
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From the classics you’ve read to date, have any lines/scenes really stayed with you?
From Gone with the Wind. SO beautiful ❤️
From Animal Farm by George Orwell.
Here are a few that I come back to often that having strong meanings for me… I can think of loads more but these tend to bring me back to who I am and who I want to be.
“It’s much better to do good in a way that no one knows anything about it”- Anna Karenina
“Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.”- Jane Eyre
“Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.”- The Picture of Dorian Gray
The 1st line of “Fahrenheit 451”: “It was a pleasure to burn.” The 2 scenes from “The Three Musketeers”, at the end, when 2 characters die(without giving away too much, one dies at a monastery, killed by the other and the later is then killed soon afterwards).
Candide by Voltaire: “Let us cultivate”
Moby Dick by Herman Melville: “For there is no folly of the beasts of the earth which is not idefinitely outdone by the madness of men.”
“There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. Since breakfast (Mrs. Reed when there was no company dined early) the weather was so sombre & melancholy that any further outdoor exercise was out of the question.
“Why was I always brow-beaten, forever condemned?”
“Reader, I married him.”
I actually got a book called, “Reader, I Married Him”. It has short stories inspired by that line! I’m not done yet, but so far not so bad!
@Rita That sounds great. I actually have a lot of quotes that stuck in mind from classic books I had to control myself or I’d have been spamming you with 1/2 a page.
“What’s in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet”
“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” – Wuthering Heights
To sleep, perchance to dream. To dream per chance to die and in that sweet dream of death we are truly at peace…
Or something like that.
To die-to sleep- to sleep perchance to dream. Ay there’s the rub, for in that sleep of death what dreams may come?? Please don’t dis the Shakespeare???
My bad, Hudson Richmondm. Thank you, I knew I had it wrong ❤️
P n P!! Till this moment I never knew myself. Been reflecting on that one for years!!
Love of a young man for Madame in Henry James’ The Ambassador is a dimensional human relationship I never know exists.