Most Beautiful


Recently Reddit asked people to submit their pick for most beautiful paragraph or sentence in literature.  Here are some of my faves.  Be sure to add yours in the comments!


“She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.” —A Girl I Knew, J. D. Salinger

“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
“Pooh?” he whispered.
“Yes, Piglet?”
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. “I just wanted to be sure of you.” —Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne

“Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.”—Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov

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“As the days went by, the evolution of like into love was accelerated.  White Fang himself began to grow aware of it, though in his consciousness he knew not what love was.  It manifested itself to him as a void in his being—a hungry, aching, yearning void that clamoured to be filled.  It was a pain and an unrest; and it received easement only by the touch of the new god’s presence.  At such times love was joy to him, a wild, keen-thrilling satisfaction.  But when away from his god, the pain and the unrest returned; the void in him sprang up and pressed against him with its emptiness, and the hunger gnawed and gnawed unceasingly. “—White Fang, Jack London

Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.’ —Separation, W.S Mervin


“It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning—”—The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald

“What day is it?”
“It’s today”, squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day”, said Pooh.—Winnie the Pooh, A.A. Milne

“Faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death.” —Hunter S. Thompson


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  1. Elcena


    ‘Separation’ has been a favorite of mine since high school but I always forget who wrote it…
    Two particular other favorites came to mind while reading this:

    “This, then, is the extravagant landscape of the world, given, given with pizzazz, given with good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over.”
    – Annie Dillard

    “I said to my sister or she said to me, come let’s play laughter together. We stretched out side by side on the bed and started in. At first we just made believe, of course. Forced laughs. Laughable laughs. Laughs so laughable they made us laugh. then it came – real laughter, total laughter – sweeping us off in unbounded effusion. Bursts of laughter, laughter rehashed, jostled laughter, laughter defleshed, magnificent laughter, sumptuous and wild….And we laughed to the infinity of the laughter of our laughs…O laughter! Laughter of delight, delight of laughter. Laughing deeply is living deeply.”
    – Milan Kundera

    • Sarah


      Wow, thank you! That laughter passage is incredible! I’ll have to check it out…

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