S/o The Greatest Sentences in Literature Game

[AnthemLights]

I was hoping that this thread would be one of those epic ones that go on forever, but it appears that I killed it.

 

Sorry, Bill, for posting. :crying:

 

Signed,

 

~the thread killer

[MaryE]

No, no, it's not dead. I'll play along...

 

"...my feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you."

 

Ahhh, Mr. Darcy - You give me goosebumps:D

[AnthemLights]

Awww, Mary, thanks for the post.

 

I love Darcy, too.

 

And welcome to the board, btw.

[Joyofsixreboot]

"My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth."

Possibly not poetic but so descriptive.

[Susan in TN]

Can't type out the entire text of "The Power and the Glory" so I'll go with this from LoTR:

 

The Road goes ever on and on

Down from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone,

And I must follow, if I can,

Pursuing it with eager feet,

Until it joins some larger way

Where many paths and errands meet.

And whither then? I cannot say.

 

And then one of my most quoted lines:

 

DON'T PANIC

(Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)

[nmoira]

"Funny thing about those Middle Ages, said Joseph. "They just keep coming back. Mortals keep thinking they're in Modern Times, you know, they get all this neat technology and pass all these humanitarian laws, and then something happens: there's an economic crisis, or science makes some discovery people can't deal with. And boom, people go right back to burning Jews and selling pieces of the true Cross. Don't you ever make the mistake of thinking that mortals want to live in a golden age. They hate thinking."

 

Kage Baker, The Garden of Iden

[Jenny in Atl]

“Suddenly the center of the bridge rose up, as if punched from beneath, and broke in two along a jagged zigzag line. Through this absurd fissure, crooked as lightning, a sheet of red flame streamed skyward, followed at once by the sound of a great cough, a thunderous shuddering high-explosive cough that shook the monolithic sandstone of the canyon walls. The bridge parted like a flower, its separate divisions no longer joined by any physical bond. Fragments and sections began to fold, sag, sink and fall, relaxing into the abyss.â€

 

 

"The Monkey Wrench Gang"

Edward Abbey (he rocked my world... RIP)

[TXBeth]

Let us (since life can little more supply

Than just to look about us and to die)

Expatiate free o’er all this scene of man;

A mighty maze! but not without a plan;

A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot;

Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.

Together let us beat this ample field,

Try what the open, what the covert yield;

The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore

Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar;

Eye Nature’s walks, shoot Folly as it flies,

And catch the manners living as they rise;

Laugh where we must, be candid where we can;

But vindicate the ways of God to man.

 

Alexander Pope, Essay on Man

 

The whole thing is great. I've always wanted to memorize it, but never got around to tackling more than the first couple epistles.

[amey311]

 

DON'T PANIC

(Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)

 

The contradictory point from Harry Potter:

 

CONSTANT VIGILANCE! (Professor Moody). I also like this exchange from Book 1 (I think):

 

"So light a fire!" Harry choked.

"Yes...of course...but there's no wood!" Hermione cried wringing her hands.

"HAVE YOU GONE MAD!" Ron bellowed, "ARE YOU A WITCH OR NOT!"

[pqr]

I can not believe that I forgot this one.

 

"To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;

To forgive wrongs darker than Death or Night;

To defy Power, which seems Omnipotent;

To love, and bear; to hope, till Hope creates

From its own wreck the thing it contemplates;

Neither to change nor falter nor repent;

This, like thy glory, Titan! is to be

Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free;

This is alone Life; Joy, Empire, and Victory!"

 

Percy Bysshe Shelley - Prometheus Unbound (1818-1819), Act IV.

[FO4UR]

Perhaps not a "Greatest Sentence," but too fitting for the Hive that it must be posted.

 

A.A. Milne

 

"We are not talking about gorse-bushes," said Owl a little crossly.

"I am," said Pooh.

 

 

(Tell me I'm not the only one who chuckles at this...thinking of how these threads go...including this one just now.:lol:)

[piraterose]

She dropped her head again on Marius' knees, and her eyelids closed. He thought the poor soul had departed. Eponine remained motionless. All at once, at the very moment when Marius fancied her asleep forever, she slowly opened her eyes in which appeared the sombre profundity of death, and said to him in a tone whose sweetness seemed already to proceed from another world:--

 

 

"And by the way, Monsieur Marius, I believe that I was a little bit in love with you."

 

 

She tried to smile once more and expired.

 

 

Les Miserables by Victor Hugo