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- alice's adventures in wonderland by lewis carroll:
- alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do; once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures of conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book," thought alice, "without pictures or conversations?"
- the bell jar by silvia plath:
- it was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in new york. I'm stupid about executions. the idea of being electrocuted makes me sick, and that's all there was to read about in the papers-- goggle-eyed headlines staring up at me on every street corner and at the fusty, peanut smelling mouth of every subway. it had nothing to do with me, but I couldn't help wondering what it would be like, being burned alive all along your nerves. I thought it must be the worst thing in the world.
- fight club by chuck palahniuk:
- tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die. for a long time though, tyler and I were best friends.
- harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban by j.k. rowling:
- harry potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways. for one thing, he hated the summer holidays more than any other time of year. for another, he really wanted to do his homework but was forced to do it in secret, in the dead of night. and he also happened to be a wizard.
- the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy by douglas adams:
- the house stood on a slight rise just on the edge of the village. it stood on its own and looked out over a broad spread of west country farmland. not a remarkable house by any means-it was about thirty years old, squattish, squarish, made of brick, and had four windows set in the front of a size and proportion which more or less exactly failed to please the eye. the only person for whom the house was in any way special was arthur dent, and that was only because it happened to be the one he lived in.
- peter pan by j.m. barrie:
- all children, except one, grow up. they soon know that they will grow up, and the way wendy knew was this.
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