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Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak
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"No, I was not `playing' with the cat. I only picked it up to fondle it a bit. It was a rather appealing calico. I offered it a hot dog. However, the cat refused to eat it. It was an animal with some taste and decency."
Walker Percy • A Confederacy of Dunces
“Now that,” he said, “is a gift.” She petted the dog between the ears, both of which stood roughly eye level with her. “Can we keep him?”
V. E. Schwab • Vicious (Villains Book 1)
He crammed a rectangle of dry biscuit into his mouth. Cushla poured him a glass of milk and he dunked the remaining piece. How the other half live, he said. He said it a second time because he made her laugh.
Louise Kennedy • Trespasses: The most beautiful, devastating love story you’ll read this year
Horrible questions speed through my head: What will Mum and Dad do when George is gone? How will their daily lives and schedules change? Sorrow floods me, and a sound rises from my throat as we reach the brick-floored kitchen and the warm, green AGA stove.
Patti Callahan • Once Upon a Wardrobe
