While I read my Kindle, I highlight lines I think are particularly well-written. This is another from C.S. Lewis/
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The Paragon Hotel
While I read my Kindle, I highlight lines I think are particularly well-written. Here’s another.
Great Lines from the Paragon Hotel (8)
“When I catch my first face full of Portland in blazing daylight, I gape up at it like a salmon, fish mouthed and reeling.” “We turned a corner. A poplar rustled a warning, a stray cat yowled an alarm…” “…men with nostrils illuminated by their cigars.” “Silent as a moth’s wing, I enter…” “He hadContinue reading “Great Lines from the Paragon Hotel (8)”
Quote 1 from The Alchemist
While I read my Kindle, I highlight lines I think are particularly well-written. Here’s another.
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (7)
“Officers Taffy and Overton are verily apples and iguanas. Taffy is the apple—significant beer paunch, Irish complexion, the vaguest border between chin and neck.” “Overton blinks like a priest eyeing a roast.” “He turns out to be an enormous charcoal-colored fellow, with a bald head and a rhino’s posture and a voice that makes youContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (7)”
Damaged, but still sturdy and true…
Like a rusty church bell, blasted from its tower in a war-torn country, Sophia had been knocked down and damaged, but she was still sturdy and true. With time, and a little help getting back up, I knew I’d hear from her again. What an important thing for all of us to remember. We getContinue reading “Damaged, but still sturdy and true…”
Please is enough.
She masked her pain until she couldn’t take it anymore, and now here I was, for the second time in a week, witnessing her vulnerability. I wanted to walk away. It was her problem, after all. I couldn’t fix it. But I had to try. I didn’t have to like her, or trust her, butContinue reading “Please is enough.”
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (6)
“…some girls dream of wedding dresses and fashion veils from day-old newspaper. I dreamed of standing in front of a bullet for a friend.” “I edged silent as a cat’s tail through the swinging door…” “My stomach had relocated to my shoes.” “The truth is, I’ve been shoving thoughts underwater like unwanted puppies. When yourContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (6)”
Great Lines from the Paragon Hotel (5)
“Lighting it, he hands it over. I take a drag. It’s asphalt and moonlight, better than the soup.” “Max’s deep-set eyes narrow. They’re darker than gold, lighter than bronze. The color of an elegant brass rail in a speakeasy. Or, better still, of a pocket watch that’s been taken out and consulted over a fewContinue reading “Great Lines from the Paragon Hotel (5)”
Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (4)
“Her tone is full of cordial but tightly bottled.” “The laddie makes my heart do pony tricks.” “Max chuckles. I’ve never seen him laugh before, and it’s a spill of light, crowding everything else from his face.” “There are stories in this soup—Miss Christina’s stories. I wonder where she learned them, and why they tasteContinue reading “Great Lines from The Paragon Hotel (4)”
Confrontation.
“Why are you here?!” I blurted, assailing him angrily with my tone. Ten zealous steps later, I was standing directly in front of his gloved hands, which were clenching and unclenching under his downturned chin. This is another line from Suddenly Rural Girl, the YA Novel I’m close to wrapping up. Soon, I’ll move intoContinue reading “Confrontation.”
Moms and daughters…
Again, the line was silent. Sometimes moms and daughters put too many words between them. Sometimes silence creates the distance. This is another line from Suddenly Rural Girl, the Christian YA Novel I’m close to wrapping up. I’m looking forward to shifting from the editing to the publication phase, soon, and that’ll be fun andContinue reading “Moms and daughters…”