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Firmly grounded in the core strengths that have made it the best-selling undergraduate survey in …
The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation.
A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind.
— The Norton anthology of American Literature by Nina Baym, Wayne Franklin, Philip F. Gura, and 6 others (Page 847)
From "Walden" by Henry David Thoreau
Firmly grounded in the core strengths that have made it the best-selling undergraduate survey in …
Law never made men a whit more just; and, by means of their respect for it, even the well-disposed are daily made agents of injustice.
— The Norton anthology of American Literature by Nina Baym, Wayne Franklin, Philip F. Gura, and 6 others (Page 830)
From "Resistance to Civil Government," by Henry David Thoreau
The Complete Tales and Poems All of Poe's tales, poems, and essays are included—over 125 …
Definitely preferred the poetry to the prose. The fiction reads as very dated and did not age very well.
approaches to enabling ourselves to think of art practice as as the production of fictions that allow--almost as a side effect-for a glimpse of the real (or...it is the very difference between the two fictional worlds-our typical world and the world an art practice can present-that allows for a small part of the real to leak through).
— Fiction as Method by Theo Reeves-Evison (Page 308)
Guy Montag was a fireman whose job it was to start fires...
The system was …
He stood breathing, and the more he breathed the land in, the more he was filled up with all the details of the land. He was not empty. There was more than enough here to fill him. There would always be more than enough
— Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury (Page 144)
Guy Montag was a fireman whose job it was to start fires...
The system was …
Now there was only the cold river and Montag floating in a sudden peacefulness, away from the city and the lights and the chase, away from everything. He felt as if he had left a stage behind and many actors. He felt as if he had left the great seance and all the murmuring ghosts. He was moving from an unreality that was frightening into a reality that was unreal because it was new.
— Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury (Page 140)
United States Poet Laureate Joy Harjo gathers the work of more than 160 poets, representing …
I am water, only because you are the ocean.
We are here, only because old leaves have been falling.
A mulching of memories folding into buried hands.
The cliffs we learn to edge. The tree trunk hollowed, humming.
I am a tongue, only because you are the body planting stories with thumb.
Soil crumbs cling to your knees. Small stacks of empty clay pots dreaming.
I am an air plant suspended, only because you are the trunk I cling to.
I am the milky fish eye, only because it's your favorite.
Even the sound you make when your lips kiss the opelu socket is a mo'olelo.
A slipper is lost in the yard. A haku lei is chilling in the icebox.
I am a cup for feathers, only because you want to fill the hours.
I am a turning wrist, only because you left the hose on.
Heliconias are singing underwater. Beetles are floating across the yard.
— When the Light of the World Was Subdued, Our Songs Came Through by Joy Harjo, LeAnne Howe, Jennifer Elise Foerster (Page 249 - 250)
Kissing the Opelu (for my grandmother) by Donovan Kūhiō Colleps
When Eva’s husband is arrested for the murder of a friend, she must confront her murky past and embrace her …
When Eva’s husband is arrested for the murder of a friend, she must confront her murky past and embrace her …
Born a lowly Red in the mines of Mars, Darrow lost his beloved wife to …
It is hard to find words for this book and how many emotions I've experienced in reading through this series so far. The dystopian world is so vivid and alive, the characters so real, it's been an incredible journey as they do from despair to war to uncertainty and back around. But always rising, always looking to a better future. Per aspera, ad astra!
I can't wait to read the next one!
Born a lowly Red in the mines of Mars, Darrow lost his beloved wife to the treacherous Gold overlords. Vowing …
When Eva’s husband is arrested for the murder of a friend, she must confront her …
Content warning chapter 25-ish
I can't believe this woman is allowing herself to cheat on her husband while he's in JAIL. And completely ignoring her children, even knowing that they KNOW what she's doing, and how much having their father in jail is affecting them. I understand that you're struggling, but get a grip! Jeeeeeeez
When Eva’s husband is arrested for the murder of a friend, she must confront her …
idk, showing up so conveniently right at this moment seems rather suspicious to me. Very shifty indeed...
