Famous Lines

Question 0

All children, except one, grow up.

Answer 0

Peter and Wendy by J.M. Barrie (or Peter Pan or the play Peter Pan; The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up)

Question 1

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..

Answer 1

A Tale of Two Cities by Chales Dickens

Question 2

It was a pleasure to burn.

Answer 2

Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury

Question 3

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

Answer 3

Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell

Question 4

You better not never tell nobody but God.

Answer 4

The Color Purple by Alice Walker

Question 5

Not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine.

Answer 5

Cujo by Stephen King

Question 6

He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf stream and he had gone 84 days now without taking a fish.

Answer 6

The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest

Hemingway

Question 7

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.

Answer 7

The Sound and the Fury by William

Faulkner

Question 8

124 was spiteful.

Answer 8

Beloved by Toni Morrison

Question 9

In the week before their departure to Arrakis, when all the final scurrying about had reached a nearly unbearable frenzy, an old crone came

Answer 9

Dune by Frank Herbert

Question 10

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.

Answer 10

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

Question 11

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

Answer 11

Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy

Question 12

Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

Answer 12

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J.K. Rowling

Question 13

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born and what my lousy childhood was like..

Answer 13

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger

Question 14

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

Answer 14

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Question 15

It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not.

Answer 15

City of Glass (The New York Trilogy) by Paul Auster

Question 16

On they went, singing ‘Rest Eternal’, and whenever they stopped, the sound of their feet, the horses and the gusts of wind seemed to carry on their singing.

Answer 16

Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak

Question 17

But I go to Hollywood but I go to hospital, but you are first but you are last, but he is tall but she is small, but you stay up but you go down, but we are rich but we are poor, but they find peace but they find…

Answer 17

Yellow Dog by Martin Amis

Question 18

You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings.

Answer 18

Frankenstein by Mary Shelley

Question 19

The sky above the port was the colour of television, tuned to a dead channel.

Answer 19

Neuromancer by William Gibson

Question 20

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.

Answer 20

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S Thompson

Question 21

I did not kill my father, but I sometimes felt I had helped him on his way.

Answer 21

The Cement Garden by Ian McEwan

Question 22

When Farmer Oak smiled, the corners of his mouth spread till they were within an unimportant distance of his ears, his eyes were reduced to chinks, and diverging wrinkles appeared round them, extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun.

Answer 22

Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

Question 23

It was the afternoon of my eighty-first birthday, and I was in bed with my catamite when Ali announced that the archbishop had come to see me.

Answer 23

Earthly Powers by Anthony Burgess

Question 24

A screaming comes across the sky.

Answer 24

Gravity’s Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon

Question 25

There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it

Answer 25

The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by CS Lewis

Question 26

We slept in what had once been the gymnasium

Answer 26

The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood

Question 27

Renowned curator Jacques Sauniere staggered through the vaulted archway of the museum’s Grand Gallery

Answer 27

The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown

Question 28

It was love at first sight.

Answer 28

Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

Question 29

I was born in the city of Bombay…once upon a time

Answer 29

Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie

Question 30

When a day that you happen to know is Wednesday starts off by sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere

Answer 30

The Day of the Triffids by John Wyndham

Question 31

It was the day my grandmother exploded

Answer 31

The Crow Road by Iain Banks

Question 32

They shoot the white girl first.

Answer 32

Paradise by Toni Morrison

Question 33

Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.

Answer 33

One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Question 34

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins

Answer 34

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

Question 35

I am an invisible man.

Answer 35

Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison (1952)

Question 36

The Miss Lonelyhearts of the New York Post-Dispatch (Are you in trouble?—Do-you-need-advice?—Write-to-Miss-Lonelyhearts-and-
she-will-help-you) sat at his desk and stared at a piece of white cardboard.

Answer 36

Miss Lonelyhearts by Nathaniel West (1933)

Question 37

You don’t know about me without you have read a book by the name of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain’t no matter.

Answer 37

Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mary Twain (1885)

Question 38

Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.

Answer 38

The Trial by Franz Kafka (1925)

Question 39

You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino’s new novel, If on a winter’s night a traveler.

Answer 39

If On A Winter’s Night A Traveler by Italo Calvino (1979(

Question 40

The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

Answer 40

Murphy by Samuel Beckett (1938)

Question 41

Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo.

Answer 41

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce (1916)

Question 42

This is the saddest story I have ever heard.

Answer 42

The Good Soldier by Ford Maddox Ford (1915)

Question 43

I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had minded what they were about when they begot me; had they duly considered how much depended upon what they were then doing;—that not only the production of a rational Being was concerned in it, but that possibly the happy formation and temperature of his body, perhaps his genius and the very cast of his mind;—and, for aught they knew to the contrary, even the fortunes of his whole house might take their turn from the humours and dispositions which were then uppermost:—Had they duly weighed and considered all this, and proceeded accordingly,—I am verily persuaded I should have made a quite different figure in the world, from that, in which the reader is likely to see me.

Answer 43

Tristram Shandy by Laurence Stern 1759-1767)

Question 44

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.

Answer 44

David Copperfield by Charles Dickens (18500

Question 45

Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

Answer 45

Ulysses by James Joyce (1922)

Question 46

It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the house-tops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.

Answer 46

Paul Clifford by Edward George Bulwer-Lytton (1830)

Question 47

One summer afternoon Mrs. Oedipa Maas came home from a Tupperware party whose hostess had put perhaps too much kirsch in the fondue to find that she, Oedipa, had been named executor, or she supposed executrix, of the estate of one Pierce Inverarity, a California real estate mogul who had once lost two million dollars in his spare time but still had assets numerous and tangled enough to make the job of sorting it all out more than honorary.

Answer 47

The Crying of Lot 49 by Thomas Pynchon 1966

Question 48

Somewhere in la Mancha, in a place whose name I do not care to remember, a gentleman lived not long ago, one of those who has a
lance and ancient shield on a shelf and keeps a skinny nag and a greyhound for racing.

Answer 48

Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes 1605

Question 49

Mother died today.

Answer 49

The Stranger by Albert Camus 1942

Question 50

Every summer Lin Kong returned to Goose Village to divorce his wife, Shuyu.

Answer 50

Waiting by Ha Jin 1999

Question 51

I am a sick man…I am a spiteful man.

Answer 51

Notes From Underground by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (1864)

Question 52

Where now? Who now? When now?

Answer 52

The Unnamable by Samuel Beckett (1953)

Question 53

Once an angry man dragged his father along the ground through his own orchard. “Stop!” cried the groaning old man at last, “Stop! I did
not drag my father beyond this tree.”

Answer 53

The Making of Americans by Gertrude Stein (1925)

Question 54

In a sense, I am Jacob Horner.

Answer 54

The End of the Road by John Barth (1958)

Question 55

It was like so, but wasn’t.

Answer 55

Galatia 2.2 by Richard Powers (1995)

Question 56

—Money . . . in a voice that rustled.

Answer 56

J R by William Gaddis (1975)

Question 57

Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.

Answer 57

Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woollf (1925)

Question 58

All this happened, more or less.

Answer 58

Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut (1969)

Question 59

For a long time, I went to bed early.

Answer 59

Swann’s Way by Proust (1913)

Question 60

The moment one learns English, complications set in.

Answer 60

Chromos by Felipe Alfau (1990)

Question 61

Dr. Weiss, at forty, knew that her life had been ruined by literature.

Answer 61

The Debut by Anita Brookner (1981)

Question 62

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain / By the false azure in the windowpane;

Answer 62

Pale Fire by Vladimir Nabokov (1962)

Question 63

Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.

Answer 63

Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston (1937)

Question 64

I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.

Answer 64

Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton (1911)

Question 65

Ages ago, Alex, Allen and Alva arrived at Antibes, and Alva allowing all, allowing anyone, against Alex’s admonition, against Allen’s angry assertion: another African amusement . . . anyhow, as all argued, an awesome African army assembled and arduously advanced against an African anthill, assiduously annihilating ant after ant, and afterward, Alex astonishingly accuses Albert as also accepting Africa’s antipodal ant annexation.

Answer 65

Alphabetical Africa by Walter Abish (1974)

Question 66

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy,
in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974.

Answer 66

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (2002)

Question 67

Elmer Gantry was drunk.

Answer 67

Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis (1927)

Question 68

We started dying before the snow, and like the snow, we continued to fall.

Answer 68

Tracks by Louise Eldrich (1988)

Question 69

A story has no beginning or end; arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to
look ahead.

Answer 69

The End of the Affair by Graham Greene (1951)

Question 70

Having placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes’ chewing, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception and retired
into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression.

Answer 70

At Swim-Two-birds by Flann O’Brien (1939)

Question 71

I was born in the Year 1632, in the City of York, of a good Family, tho’ not of that Country, my Father being a Foreigner of Bremen, who settled first at Hull; He got a good Estate by Merchandise, and
leaving off his Trade, lived afterward at York, from whence he had married my Mother, whose Relations were named Robinson, a very good Family in that Country, and from whom I was called Robinson
Kreutznaer; but by the usual Corruption of Words in England, we are now called, nay we call our selves, and write our Name Crusoe, and so my Companions always call’d me.

Answer 71

Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe (1719)

Question 72

In the beginning, sometimes I left messages in the street.

Answer 72

Wittgenstein’s Mistress by David Markson (1988)

Question 73

Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.

Answer 73

Middlemarch by George Eliot (1872)

Question 74

What if this young woman, who writes such bad poems, in competition with her husband, whose poems are equally bad,
should stretch her remarkably long and well-made legs out before you, so that her skirt slips up to the tops of her stockings?

Answer 74

Imaginative Qualities of Actual Things by Gilbert Sorrentino (1971)

Question 75

I have never begun a novel with more misgiving.

Answer 75

The Razors’ Edge by W. Somerset Maughm

Question 76

Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person.

Answer 76

Back When We Were Grownups by Anne Tyler (2001)

Question 77

The human race, to which so many of my readers belong, has been playing at children’s games from the beginning, and will probably do it till the end, which is a nuisance for the few people who grow up.

Answer 77

The Napoleon of Notting Hill by G.K. Chesterton (1904)

Question 78

“To be born again,” sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, “first you have to die.”

Answer 78

The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie (1988)

Question 79

It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.

Answer 79

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath (1963)

Question 80

Most really pretty girls have pretty ugly feet, and so does Mindy Metalman, Lenore notices, all of a sudden.

Answer 80

The Broom of the System by David Foster Wallace (1987)

Question 81

If I am out of my mind, it’s all right with me, thought Moses Herzog.

Answer 81

Herzog by Saul Bellow (1964)

Question 82

Francis Marion Tarwater’s uncle had been dead for only half a day when the boy got too drunk to finish digging his grave and a Negro named Buford Munson, who had come to get a jug filled, had to finish it and drag the body from the breakfast table where it was still sitting and bury it in a decent and Christian way, with the sign of its Saviour at the head of the grave and enough dirt on top to keep the dogs from digging it up.

Answer 82

The Violent Bear it Away by Flannery O’Connor (1960)

Question 83

Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my keeper is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight; there’s a peephole
in the door, and my keeper’s eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a blue-eyed type like me.

Answer 83

The Tin Drum by Gunter Grass (1959)

Question 84

Hiram Clegg, together with his wife Emma and four friends of the
faith from Randolph Junction, were summoned by the Spirit and Mrs. Clara Collins, widow of the beloved Nazarene preacher Ely
Collins, to West Condon on the weekend of the eighteenth and nineteenth of April, there to await the End of the World.

Answer 84

The Origin of the Brunists by Robert Coover (1966)

Question 85

She waited, Kate Croy, for her father to come in, but he kept her
unconscionably, and there were moments at which she showed herself, in the glass over the mantel, a face positively pale with the
irritation that had brought her to the point of going away without sight of him.

Answer 85

The Wings of the Dove by Henry James (1902)

Question 86

In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains.

Answer 86

A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway (1929)

Question 87

He was an inch, perhaps two, under six feet, powerfully built, and he advanced straight at you with a slight stoop of the shoulders,
head forward, and a fixed from-under stare which made you think of a charging bull.

Answer 87

Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad (1900)

Question 88

On my naming day when I come 12 I gone front spear and kilt a wyld boar he parbly ben the las wyld pig on the Bundel Downs any
how there hadnt ben none for a long time befor him nor I aint looking to see none agen.

Answer 88

Riddley Walker by Russell Hoban (1980)

Question 89

Justice?—You get justice in the next world, in this world you have the law.

Answer 89

A Frolic of His Own by William Gaddis (1994)

Question 90

In the last years of the Seventeenth Century there was to be found among the fops and fools of the London coffee-houses one rangy, gangling flitch called Ebenezer Cooke, more ambitious than talented, and yet more talented than prudent, who, like his friends- in-folly, all of whom were supposed to be educating at Oxford or Cambridge, had found the sound of Mother English more fun to game with than her sense to labor over, and so rather than applying himself to the pains of scholarship, had learned the knack of versifying, and ground out quires of couplets after the fashion of the day, afroth with Joves and Jupiters, aclang with jarring rhymes, and string-taut with similes stretched to the snapping-point.

Answer 90

The Sot-Weed Factor by John Barth (1960)

Question 91

When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the heart right out of a fine spring afternoon.

Answer 91

The Last Good Kiss by James Crumley (1978)

Question 92

It was just noon that Sunday morning when the sheriff reached the jail with Lucas Beauchamp though the whole town (the whole county too for that matter) had known since the night before that Lucas had killed a white man.

Answer 92

Interuder in the Dust by William Faulkner (1948)

Question 93

I, Tiberius Claudius Drusus Nero Germanicus This-that-and-the- other (for I shall not trouble you yet with all my titles) who was once, and not so long ago either, known to my friends and relatives and associates as “Claudius the Idiot,” or “That Claudius,” or “Claudius the Stammerer,” or “Clau-Clau-Claudius” or at best as “Poor Uncle Claudius,” am now about to write this strange history of my life; starting from my earliest childhood and continuing year by year until I reach the fateful point of change where, some eight years ago, at the age of fifty-one, I suddenly found myself caught in what I may call the “golden predicament” from which I have never since become disentangled.

Answer 93

I, Claudius by Robert Graves (1934)

Question 94

Of all the things that drive men to sea, the most common disaster, I’ve come to learn, is women.

Answer 94

Middle Passage by Charles Johnson (1990)

Question 95

I am an American, Chicago born—Chicago, that somber city—and go at things as I have taught myself, free-style, and will make the record in my own way: first to knock, first admitted; sometimes an innocent knock, sometimes a not so innocent.

Answer 95

The Adventures of Augie March by Saul Bellow (1953)

Question 96

The towers of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and delicate as silver rods.

Answer 96

Babbitt by SInclair Lewis (1922)

Question 97

I will tell you in a few words who I am: lover of the hummingbird that darts to the flower beyond the rotted sill where my feet are propped; lover of bright needlepoint and the bright stitching fingers of humorless old ladies bent to their sweet and infamous designs; lover of parasols made from the same puffy stuff as a young girl’s underdrawers; still lover of that small naval boat which somehow survived the distressing years of my life between her decks or in her pilothouse; and also lover of poor dear black Sonny, my mess boy, fellow victim and confidant, and of my wife and child. But most of all, lover of my harmless and sanguine self.

Answer 97

Second Skin by John Hawkes (1964)

Question 98

He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.

Answer 98

Scaramouche by Raphael Sabatini (1921)

Question 99

Psychics can see the color of time it’s blue.

Answer 99

Blown Away by Robert Sukenick (1986)

Question 100

In the town, there were two mutes and they were always together.

Answer 100

The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers (1940)

Question 101

Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space.

Answer 101

Cat’s Eye by Margaret Atwood (1988)

Question 102

He—for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it—was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters.

Answer 102

Orlando by Virginia Woolf (1928)

Question 103

High, high above the North Pole, on the first day of 1969, two professors of English Literature approached each other at a combined velocity of 1200 miles per hour.

Answer 103

Changing Places by David Lodge (1975)

Question 104

They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the white people did.

Answer 104

Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys (1966)

Question 105

The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.

Answer 105

The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane (1895)

Question 106

As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic vermin.

Answer 106

Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka

Question 107

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the riverbank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, ‘and what is the use of a book’, thought Alice, ‘without pictures or conversation?

Answer 107

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

Question 108

Midway in our life’s journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood.

Answer 108

Inferno by Dante

Question 109

In our family, there was no clear line between religion and fly fishing. We lived at the junction of great trout rivers in Montana, and our father was a Presbyterian minister and a fly fisherman who tied his own flies and taught others. He told us about Christ’s disciples being fishermen, and we were left to assume, as my brother and I did, that all first-class fishermen on the Sea of Galilee were fly fishermen, and that John, the favorite, was a dry-fly fisherman.

Answer 109

A River Runs Through it by Norman McLean

Question 110

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.

Answer 110

David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

Question 111

It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

Answer 111

Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez,

Question 112

It was a Saturday afternoon on La Salle Street, years and years ago when I was a little kid, and around three o’clock Mrs. Shannon, the heavy Irish woman in her perpetually soup-stained dress, opened her back window and shouted out into the courtyard, “Hey, Cesar, yoo-hoo, I think you’re on television, I swear it’s you!”

Answer 112

The Mambo Kings Play Songs of Love by Oscar Hijuelos

Question 113

The two women were alone in the London flat. “The point is,” said Anna, as her friend came back from the telephone on the landing, “the point is, that as far as I can see, everything’s cracking up.”

Answer 113

The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing

Question 114

Riding up the winding road of Saint Agnes Cemetery in the back of the rattling old truck, Francis Phelan became aware that the dead, even more than the living, settled down in neighborhoods.

Answer 114

Ironweed by William Kennedy

Question 115

I first heard of Antonia on what seemed to me an interminable journey across the great midland plain of North America.

Answer 115

My Antonia by Willa Cather

Question 116

I had a farm in Africa, at the foot of the Ngong Hills.

Answer 116

Out of Africa by Isak Dinesen

Question 117

She was one of those pretty, charming ladies, born, as if through an error of destiny, into a family of clerks.

Answer 117

The Necklace by Guy de Maupassant

Question 118

Brrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiinng!

Answer 118

Native Son by Richard Wright

Question 119

Nothing to be done.

Answer 119

Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett

Question 120

It was Wang Lung’s marriage day.

Answer 120

The Good Earth by Pearl Buck

Question 121

To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth

Answer 121

The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck

Question 122

Buck did not read the newspapers or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide-water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.

Answer 122

The Call of the Wild by Jack London

Question 123

The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick way toward the lagoon.

Answer 123

Lord of the Flies by William Golding

Question 124

A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over:”Allez vous-en! Allez vous-en!”

Answer 124

The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Question 125

When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

Answer 125

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Question 126

A squat grey building of only thirty-four stories.

Answer 126

Brave New World by Aldous Huxley

Question 127

They’re Out There

Answer 127

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey

Question 128

“Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents,” grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.

Answer 128

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Question 129

What can you say about a twenty-five year old girl who died?

Answer 129

Love Story by Erich Segal

Question 130

When Mrs. Frederick C. Little’s second son arrived, everybody noticed that he was not much bigger than a mouse.

Answer 130

Stuart Little, by E.B. White

Question 131

A throng of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods, and others bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden edifice, the doo of which was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron spikes.

Answer 131

The Scarlett Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Question 132

“When I saw Finn waiting for me at the corner of the street I knew at once that something had gone wrong.”

Answer 132

Iris Murdoch’s Under the Nest

Question 133

Name the classic: “This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it.”

Answer 133

The Princess Bride

Question 134

“The sun sets in the west (just about every one knows that), but Sunset Towers faced east.”

Answer 134

The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin

Question 135

I did two things on my 75th birthday. I visited my wife’s grave. Then I joined the army.

Answer 135

Old Man’s War by John Scalzi

Question 136

A few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close to the hillside.

Answer 136

Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck

Question 137

“It’s better to look at the sky having lived there” is from what book?

Answer 137

Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Question 138

“This morning I got a note from my aunt asking me to come to lunch.”

Answer 138

The Moviegoer by Walker Percy

Question 139

“I hope, or I could not live.”

Answer 139

The Island of Doctor Moreau by H.G. Wells

Question 140

Name the book: “You’ve no right to walk into people’s castles and take their guitars.”

Answer 140

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynn Jones

Question 141

“Amem! Even so come, Lord Jesus.” Last words from what novel

Answer 141

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Question 142

“No one who had ever seen Catherine Morland in her infancy would have supposed her born to be an heroine.”

Answer 142

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

Question 143

“1801.–I have just returned from a visit to my landlord–the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.”

Answer 143

Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte

Question 144

“There was the hum of bees, and the musky odor of pinks filled the air.”

Answer 144

The Awakening by Kate Chopin. Last lines.

Question 145

“After killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn’s for an oyster supper.”

Answer 145

The Meaning of Night by Michael Cox