Saturday, June 9, 2007

Alliteration

6 comments:

lswolter said...

“The silent air-propelled train slid soundlessly down its lubricated flue in the earth and let him out with a great puff of warm air onto the cream-tiled escalator rising to the suburb." (Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, page 4)

Rachel Evans said...

"Rosaleen climbed in, sliding over on the seat. I moved after her, sliding as she slid, sitting as she sat."
pg. 33
Sue Monk Kidd's "The Secret Life of Bees"

Rachel Brohammer said...

"Yes, I could see there was charcoal for cooking it, and shriveled red pili-pili peppers for spicing it, and calabash bowls to put it in, but where was the it, whatever it was?" (92)

The Poisonwood Bible, by Barbara Kingsolver.

Katelyn Regal said...

"Yet he remained the family favorite. When he visited home, in his wild and funny presence, I often felt stiff and conservative."

Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie
(pg. 95)

lajj said...

"Pimples were gathered in peer groups on his face."
p. 151
"He even slapped her among the bones of her back, catching a sharp piece of shoulder blade."
p. 151

The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak

stewardess said...

"David was catnip and kryptonite to me."
Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman's Search For Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesisa
~Elizabeth Gilbert
pg. 23