Which one keeps calling?

The Republic

A quiet habit of licence can, unnoticed, topple every right you depend on—how does it start?

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

I wag my tail when I’m angry and growl when I’m pleased—so what, exactly, is 'mad'?

The Republic

When some races chase wealth and others cling to virtue, protections become property and friends are turned into servants—how was that justified?

The Divine Comedy

Count Ugolino names himself and points to Ruggieri—he promises to tell why they are neighbours; what dark tie will he reveal?

Moby Dick; Or, The Whale

Ahab hurls a sacrilege as iron devours blood—renouncing baptism, he crowns violence with blasphemy.

Moby Dick; Or, The Whale

A sudden, prophetic calm grips Starbuck—memories and futures blur and he trembles as if the voyage itself were ending.

Pride and Prejudice

I have a high respect for your nerves; they have been my old friends for twenty years.

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

He gnawed bats, broke his knife, and hollowed a stone to catch a single, centuries-old drop; his slow death was measured in drips.

The Picture of Dorian Gray

There was an exquisite poison in the air—danger turned the city's nights into a hunt for beauty.

Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus

His voice failed; he squeezed my hand, smiled once—and then his eyes closed for ever.

Shakespeare's Sonnets

See a face made for women’s pleasure that steals both men's eyes and women's souls—how does that change my claim on you?

Jane Eyre

I am no better than the lightning-struck chestnut—what right has such ruin to ask for fresh cover?

The Republic

Once a soul glimpses the upper world, it rushes away—why would anyone choose to return to human affairs?

Shakespeare's Sonnets

Lust poses as heaven and delivers hell—why do we keep chasing the pleasure that becomes our undoing?

Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus

They'd rather see ten innocents suffer than one guilty free—yet she has confessed.