#sentence

I get just as much of a thrill out of constructing a good sentence that gets a laugh at the end as I do from a joke. ↗

— Julian Clary

#end #get #gets #good #i

But I will say that living in Ireland has changed the cadence and fullness of speech, since the Irish love words and use as many of them in a sentence as possible. ↗

— Anne McCaffrey

#fullness #i #ireland #irish #living

Words are the coins making up the currency of sentences, and there are always too many small coins. ↗

— Jules Renard

#coins #currency #making #making up #many

If I have any advantage, maybe, as a writer, it is that I don't think I'm very interesting. I mean, beginning a novel with the last sentence is a pretty plodding way to spend your life. ↗

— John Irving

#any #beginning #i #interesting #last

By the time I left to go downtown for supper, I was at the high point just short of where intoxication begins to droop into clumsiness or melancholy; and the minute I was outdoors the streets, in the very beautiful late of afternoon weather, improved, that if it can be improved, with the feeling of being alone for a little while, and with the sharp, tender enjoyment of a city I am ordinarily tired in. ↗

— James Agee

#age

a young man was hung by a rope made of Stalingrad snow ↗

— Markus Zusak

#poetic #sentence #suicide #beauty

My lifelong involvement with Mrs Dempster began at 5:58 o'clock p.m. on 27 December 1908, at which time I was ten years and seven months old. ↗

— Robertson Davies

#business

For my own part, I was much occupied in learning to ride the bicycle, and busy upon a series of papers discussing the probable developments of moral ideas as civilization progressed. ↗

— H.G. Wells

#the-war-of-the-worlds #business

I know that sentence is long and has too many joining words in it but sometimes, when I'm angry, words burst out of me like a shout, or, if I'm sad, they spill out of me like tears, and if I'm happy my words are like a song. If that happens it's one of my rules not to change them because they're coming out of my heart and not my head, and that's the way they're meant to be. ↗

— Glenda Millard

#happy #head #heart #rules #sad

My story ended where so many stories have ended since the Rising: with a man—in this case, my adoptive brother and best friend, Shaun—holding a gun to the base of my skull as the virus in my blood betrayed me, transforming me from a thinking human being into something better suited to a horror movie. ↗

— Mira Grant

#zombies #movies