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Margaret Atwood • The Robber Bride
The leaves of the trees about the camp ground were thick and heavy, no longer growing but hanging limp and waiting for the first frost to whip them with color and the second to drive them to the earth and terminate their year.
John Steinbeck • Travels with Charley in Search of America: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)
A months-old knot inside Marie-Laure begins to loosen.
Anthony Doerr • All the Light We Cannot See: A Novel
Then she thought about an American author who had written that loneliness is like starvation, you don’t realize how hungry you are until you begin to eat.
Fredrik Backman • Anxious People: The No. 1 New York Times bestseller, now a Netflix TV Series
In time, two great strokes will lay the lawyer low, reducing all aspens, birches, beeches, pines, oaks, and maples to a single word that will take him half a minute to pronounce.
Richard Powers • The Overstory: A Novel
He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy.