For now, she imagined the song that everything sang, for as long as it could: I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive. -- Chloe Benjamin, from her amazing, immersive new novel of love, grief, and alternative universes, Under Story. #SundaySentence #Booksky

#SundaySentence people are amazing. #books

He had married her because he liked her haughtiness, her seriousness, her strength, and also because of some vanity on his part, but as she kissed him for the first time he was sure there would be no obstacle to their inventing true love. Marquez, Love in the time of Cholera (1988)

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“Real sweet cider is a uniquely American tradition, one that is well worth seeking out.”

Ben Watson

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"We ask that any criticism be formulated with rigor, attending to verifiable statements and respecting her right to respond." #SundaySentence, from "Statement in Support of Ariana Harwicz" (auto-translated). www.erikadreifus.com/2026/09/sund...

"And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love."
#SundaySentence Murakami's The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.

“How much imagination does a fella need to build a livelihood upon? A sight more than he’s got, no doubt.”
My #SundaySentence (or two) from Seascraper by Benjamin Wood this week. #Booksky 📚🍤

"They lingered together still...just waiting as to see if a memory or two more wouldn't again breathe on them" —Henry James, "The Beast in the Jungle"

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"She got back to Nsukka in the middle of the afternoon, that still hour when the sun was relentless and even the bees perched in quiet exhaustion."

– a #SundaySentence from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Half of a Yellow Sun

My #sundaysentence this week is from Gertrude Stein in 1940; I love this discarding of the given and ownership of what you make your own: "And so I am an American and I have lived half my life in Paris, not the half that made me but the half in which I made what I made."

… the things of this world with the idea that there was something higher and better within us which could never be equalled by what was right in front of us.

#SundaySentence from Second Place by Rachel Cusk. 2/2

This week’s (long) #SundaySentence is from Rachel Cusk’s Second Place:

For the first time, I considered the possibility that art – not just L‘s art but the whole notion of art – might itself be a serpent, whispering in our ears, sapping away all our satisfaction and our belief in … 1/2

We want to transcend, we want to pass beyond the limits of safe understanding, and what better way to do it than through make-believe.
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Don DeLillo / Falling Man

My #SundaySentence this week is from George Orwell's essay, Why I Write:

My #SundaySentence this week comes from @krysmalcolmbelc.bsky.social 's memoir What I Made for Dinner: Beginning testosterone at twenty-eight was less an act of defiance than one of conformity. #memoir #queerlit

"Occasionally she takes her one good foot and applies it to surfaces otherwise flat and safe, the expressway progressing itself through her, expressly."

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Acceptable Dissociations
Sina Queyras from Expressway (2009 @coachhousebooks.bsky.social) www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53528/...

Fear of change is both superstition and microcosm, an approach to the tools of our joy that says something about what those joyful dimensions really look and feel like.

CHIPPED by José Vadi

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