I was, however, gratified to see my Favorite Novel Ever in the #82 slot. (Yes, it’s worth reading.) And I thought I’d throw in a few others that I’ve found compelling which doesn’t necessarily imply “beautiful” over the past few years:
- “There are houses in London that keep to themselves and say nothing when strangers walk by.” F. Gwynplaine MacIntyre, The Woman Between the Worlds (1994)
- “I knew we were unfit for one another the night we were watching Casablanca.” James Lileks, Mr. Obvious (1995)
- “Bad monkey wammerjammer.” Penn Jillette, Sock (2004)
- “I searched for sleep curled up in my quilt the one made for me at my birth by my paternal grandmother’s own hands.” Dorothea Benton Frank, Sullivan’s Island (1999)
- “It started with a book.” Frank Portman, King Dork (2006)
- “If his lifealong with those of so many agents faithful to the Causedidn’t hang in the balance, James Locke knew he would turn and escape Lord Pembroke’s study as silently as he had entered.” Donna MacMeans, The Trouble with Moonlight (2008)
About the only thing these books have in common is that I paid to own copies thereof, and I saw reason to go to the second line and beyond. As the phrase goes, your mileage may vary.