Make sure you vote for two !
The Door by Magda Szabo translated by Len Rix
I seldom dream. When I do, I wake with a start, bathed in sweat. Then I lie back, waiting for my frantic heart to slow, and reflect on the overwhelming power of night's spell.
Roughing It by Mark Twain
MY brother had just been appointed Secretary of Nevada Territory—an office of such majesty that it concentrated in itself the duties and dignities of Treasurer, Comptroller, Secretary of State, and Acting Governor in the Governor’s absence.
The Clouds by Aristophanes translated by Henderson
[Enter BOY with a light and tablets.]
Come, let me see; what do I owe? Twelve minae to Pasias. Why twelve minae to Pasias? Why did I borrow them? When I bought the blood-horse. Ah me, unhappy! Would that it had had its eye knocked out with a stone first!
Ask The Dust by John Fante
One night I was sitting on the bed in my hotel room on Bunker Hill, down in the very middle of Los Angeles.