Which one keeps calling?

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.

Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave

I shoved my pass into the fire while men tied us and a woman hurled insults—what kept our escape from being exposed?

Moby Dick; Or, The Whale

All men live enveloped in whale-lines—every life wears a halter, whether at sea with a harpoon or by the fireside with a poker.

Jane Eyre

She holds a creed that makes eternity a rest—how does that quiet her outrage?

Shakespeare's Sonnets

Conscience grows from love—so if you betray me, you risk making my nobler self betray me too.

The Republic

Without philosopher-rulers, neither states nor people find rest from evil—will anyone forgive us for saying that?

The Divine Comedy

He says he loved you in life and loves you still—then, with that same love, stops and asks why you would leave.

Pride and Prejudice

Are you out of your senses—to accept a man you've always hated?

The Republic

He forced his eyes open to the dead—what is it that drags us toward what we most dread to see?

The Republic

Too much freedom can sow the fiercest slavery—how does democracy cultivate its own tyrant?