Saturday, June 9, 2007



kmurphy said...

"Whoever invented these boots should be shot because once the boots got ahold of your shoes they wouldn't let them go for anything." Christopher Paul Curtis-The Watsons Go to Birmingham-1963, p. 48

Amanda Bradley said...

"And so we came to those days when summer was dead but autumn had not yet been born."-James Hurst, "The Scarlet Ibis"

Rachel Yeselson said...

"Spence, that dour, imposing lady east of London, has grown a friendly face in my absence." Rebel Angels, by Libba Bray, Page 541.

Bryan Le, Period 2A said...

"His huge hand grasped the pen and gave life to the lines that flowed from it. I saw his street alive, saw its shops, its cafes, its poverty, its bitter winters, its artists."
Chaim Potok - My Name Is Asher Lev (page 219)

Rachel Evans said...

"Finally I walked to the window and gazed at the peach trees streching halfway to North Carolina, the way they held up their leafy arm in gestures of pure beseeching."

"I looked down at the bee jar still clutched in my hand and saw a teaspoon of teardrops floating in the bottom. I unfastened the indow screen and poured it out. The wind lifted it on her skirt tails and shook it over the blistering grass"

pg 40

Sue Monk Kidd's "The Secret Life of Bees"

Breana Hawthorne said...

"You have both sentiments left to experience: your soul sleeps: the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it." Pg. 132
-Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte

Ramiro Rivas-Flores said...


This sign stopped me-or rather, this text stopped me. Words are my profession; I seized these and demanded that they expain themselves, that they cease to be ambiguous." -Daniel Quinn, "Ishmael" (p.9)

bao-tram said...

"Our eyes are shining, our skin is rosy, our all-knowing smiles are back."
-Libba Bray,"A Great and Terrible Beauty"(page 334)

Estefania Giraldo said...

"So i lay back in the sand, looking up at the stars, and that was a little better. The stars seemed pretty lonesome too." Ellen Wittlinger Hard Love, pg.212

Stephanie Moorberg said...

"For centuries, this stone chapel had echoed with whispers of the Holy Grail's presence. The whispers had turned to shout in recent decdes when ground-penctracting radar revealed the presence of an astonishing structure beneath the chapel-a massive subterranean chamber."
(pg.465) The Da Vinci Code

Bryan Le p2A said...

"Closing Sohrab's door, I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night."
Kite Runner - Khaled Houssieni (359)

Gaby Scherer said...

"[Silence] doesn't always talk. Sometimes, sometimes it cries and you can hear it."
The Chosen by Chaim Potok
page 267

Gaby Scherer said...

"The sun was gone, but he had left his footprints in the sky."
(page 1)

-Their Eyes Were Watching God
Zora Neale Hurston

Anonymous said...

Rhiannon S.
"Their hair was golden as the sun; their hair flew in the wind, as if it defied men to restrain it.They threw seeds from their hand as if they deigned to fling a scornful gift, and the earth was a beggar under their feet." Ayn Rand, Anthem, pg.39.

Nagalakshmi Nagarajan (2B) said...

I must say a word about fear. It is life's only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know. It has no decency, respects no law of convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unerring ease. It begins in your mind, always. One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed, happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy.

Life of Pi by Yann Martel pg. 161

Haneen Elghazali said...

"As I wlaked back from gazebo I shivereed with the fear that had held me." (Lovely Bones 185)

Martin Schafer said...

"The cloak of night had dressed the alleyway with some romance, but daylight had stripped it of the pretense of beauty."

Dean Koontz, Forever Odd, 78

Jeremiah Licerio said...

"What's going on here? What have we done to make this mountain so angry?"

Jon Krakauer;Into Thin Air

Mrs. V said...

"He turned his stereo up as loud as it would go and let the music massage him." Romiette and Julio by Sharen Draper page 168

Anonymous said...

"In November, a cold unseen stranger whom the doctors called Pneumonia, stalked about the city touching one victim here and another there with his icy fingers" - O. Henry, "The Last Leaf"in Twists page 17

lajj said...

"There were boardinghouses crammed with people, rooms filled with questions, And that word. That strange word was always somewhere, standing in the corner, watching from the dark. It wore suits, uniforms. No matter where they went, there it was, each time her father was mentioned. She could smell it and taste it. She just couldn't spell it or understand it."
from The BookThief by Marcus Zusak P. 31

An excellent book study for middle-upper grades.

Anonymous said...

"Her beauty, the poets claimed, could make rainbows weep with envy." John Shors, Beneath A Marble Sky, page 7

Teresa said...

"The palm trees waved their arms wildly in the sea wind, a gesture of desperation ignored by all. "

Barbara Kingsolver, La Lacuna
Read on a Kindle, so pg. won't match up

Teresa said...

"...bedding plants sniffed at the distant jungle in the air and stretched their roots down and stretched their leaves up in an attempt to turn the vice-presidential garden back into a wild thing."

Bel Canto, Ann Patchett
read on a Kindle

Anonymous said...

he showed me how to cast so my arm went and over my head so the line sang i watched the feathery lure glided acrosse the water
p 27 pictures of hollis woods.
patricau reily giff

Anonymous said...

"The plane was still coughing. Smoke was leaking from both its lungs. When it crashed, three deep gashes were made in the earth. Its wings were now sawn-off arms. No more flapping. Not for this metallic little bird."
p.9 The Book Theif by Markus Zusak

alwaysinging411 said...

“I walk up the stairs with Christina, and the crowd chokes me.”

Veronica Roth, Divergent, page 380

Linda Baker said...

"Son of Laertes and the gods of old, Odysseus, master mariner and soldier, you shall not stay here longer against your will; but home you may not go unless you take a strange way round and come to the cold homes of Death and pale Persophene."
--book 10 The Odyssey by Homer