Book of the Week #3:

Wuthering Heights,

by Emily Brontë

“He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.”

Yeah, I love this book too much to feature just one quote. And considering that this is the only “love story” I have ever read of my own accord, and truly and certainly loved, I suppose it is excusable. The combination of the strength and the simplicity of those words is definitely the most potent I have ever encountered.

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Book of the Week #2:

The Clocks,

by Agatha Christie

I looked at her. Sheila was my girl—the girl I wanted—and wanted for keeps. But it wasn’t any use having illusions about her.

Of all the Agatha Christie books I have owned, and there have been many, this was the very first one. And after much consideration and deliberation, I decided that this would be the first one of her books that I speak about. And I can say with quite some certainty that this will not be the last.

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Book of the Week #1:

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer,

by Mark Twain

“Well, everybody does it that way, Huck.”
“Tom, I am not everybody.”

It was probably this short, simple conversation that completely defined my childhood, and perhaps my entire life. You see, I am not everybody…

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