Tag: Fiction
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Hamnet
“I am constantly wondering where he is. Where he has gone. It is like a wheel ceaselessly turning at the back of my mind. Whatever I am doing, wherever I am, I am thinking: Where is he, where is he? He can’t have just vanished. He must be somewhere. All I have to do is…
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The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
“His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.”
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The Weak Spot
“You couldn’t introduce her to a situation without her trying to convince you she had locked eyes with someone she recognised, trying to form a link, perhaps, to explain how she had gone from A to B in life.”
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The Thursday Murder Club
“After a certain age, you can pretty much do whatever takes your fancy. No one tells you off, except for your doctors and your children.”
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American Dirt
“That these people would leave their homes, their cultures, their families, even their languages, and venture into tremendous peril, risking their very lives, all for the chance to get to the dream of some faraway country that doesn’t even want them.”
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10 Books for your December Holidays
I’m a South African living in the UK, meaning I get some strange looks when I refer to December as the “Summer Holidays”. I’m in London this year, though, so I’m going to be neutral and say this is a round-up for your December holidays, rather than giving in to the temptation of a “Cozy…
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