The Archer (2020) by Paulo Coelho & The Way of the Bow
“You were the one who chose the target and you are responsible for it.”
Tag: The Alchemist
Hippie (2018) by Paulo Coelho & the Virtue of Intuition
“At that moment, she basked in a world without questions or answers. Without doubts or convictions. She basked in a world that was one with her.”
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The Magic Mountain (1924) by Thomas Mann & the Natures of Love & Death
“Death and love—no, I cannot make a poem of them, they don’t go together. Love stands opposed to death.”
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Death’s End: Remembrance of Earth’s Past #3 (2010) by Cixin Liu & the End of Humanity and the Universe
“It’s not even accurate to call it the past, for the events related in these pages didn’t occur in the past. The details that have been preserved are already abundant. Sealed in floating bottles, they will hopefully reach the new universe and endure there.”
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*** 200th Post *** The Good Earth (1931) by Pearl S. Buck & the Great Chinese Novel
“And he remembered as one remembers a dream long past how O-lan rested from her work a little while and fed the child richly and the white rich milk ran out of her breast and spilled upon the ground. And this seemed too long past ever to have been.”
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Nutshell (2016) by Ian McEwan & Dreams had in a Mother’s Womb
“But lately, don’t ask why, I’ve no taste for comedy, no inclination to exercise, even if I had the space, no delight in fire or earth, in words that once revealed a golden world of majestical stars, the beauty of poetic apprehension, the infinite joy of reason.”
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I Like You Just Fine When You’re Not Around (2016) by Ann Garvin & the Woman who Didn’t Want to Grow Up
“The big question in my mind is not if your mom is coming back. It’s if Pete is, and if I’ll get a chance at having someone like you.”
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Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage (2013) by Haruki Murakami & The Imaginary Reality
“Maybe I am fated to always be alone, Tsukuru found himself thinking.”
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The Dark Forest: Remembrance of Earth’s Past #2 (2008/2015) by Cixin Liu & The Future of Humanity
“Suppose a vast number of civilizations are distributed throughout the universe, on the order of the number of detectable stars. Lots and lots of them. Those civilizations make up the body of a cosmic society. Cosmic sociology is the study of the nature of this super-society” (p 12).
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The Three-Body Problem (2006/2014) by Cixin Liu & the Remembrance of Earth’s Past
“She was intoxicated by her brilliant, crimson dream until a bullet pierced her chest.”
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Norwegian Wood (1987) by Haruki Murakami & the Songs of Seeking Love
“Well, to me, that’s what love is. Not that anyone can understand me, though.”
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In the Evil Day (2015) by Richard Adams Carey & the Tragedy in Colebrook, America
“It had rained Saturday night, but the rain had dwindled to a stop before dawn, and across the river, above and beyond the belfry and steeple, the green whaleback of Monadnock was wreathed in gossamer wisps of fog.”
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The Good Luck Cat (2014) by Lissa Warren & the Truth Behind One Woman’s Smile
“And then, on Christmas Eve, a miracle occurred: Ting-Pei Warren, the Judeo-Christian Buddhist cat, high on catnip and tuna water, silently scaled the six-foot spruce while her family sat by the fire, making short work of a pecan-encrusted cheese log. The three of us turned just in time to see her, a silver star atop the highest bough. And just in time to see her lose her balance and take the entire tree down with her.”
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Journey of an American Son (2014) by John Hazen & Ben Albert’s Historical Saga to India
“I want to tell you a story. This story is about the man you’re named after and about the woman who looked after you early in your life and about the man she called her American son.”
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Wind/Pinball (1979/1980) by Haruki Murakami & the Existential Mood of Being Forgotten
“There are wells, deep wells, dug in our hearts. Birds fly over them.”
