May 19, 2015

What’s the most beautiful paragraph or sentence you’ve ever read?

Sometimes the internet can be the best place in the world. A few favourites from the list:

Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. Pooh?” he whispered. Yes, Piglet?” Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. I just wanted to be sure of you.”

― A.A. Milne

She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”

― J.D. Salinger

And that, I think, was the handle — that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply PREVAIL. There was no point in fighting — on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave…

So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high water mark — that place where the wave finally broke, and rolled back.”

― Hunter S. Thompson


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