Literature Books Novels & Stories

They drove in comfortable silence with occasional bursts of chatter and after an hour or so, they had finally arrived at their destination. Steve kept shifting his glance, tapping his foot looking every bit as nervous as he felt and Liza couldn't help but find it cute. Their destination was in a secluded part, a little way from the highway but still full of life. People called it 'Literature Lane', which could only be described as a festival of literature. There were huge banners of books and below those banners, people were enacting scenes from books or were reciting them, she also a book discussion group somewhere. The books were from almost all the genres, from classics to contemporary, p

“I’m decent at it. I can get by in the kitchen but it’s not my favorite place. I’d rather be reading a good book.” “That’s why you’re a librarian?” She nodded. “I have a maid who cooks so you don’t have to worry about that, and I do have my own library that you may check out.” Her eyebrows rose in interest. “What kind of books do you read?” “I have some biography, history, and science books but my enjoyment comes mostly from the classics.” “Greek literature?” “And Shakespeare. Along with others.”

As requested: Assignment: Write a one-page, personal entry on the influence of literature on your imagination. Literature has fueled my imagination from a very young age. My earliest memory is of sitting on my daddy’s knee when I was a little girl, while he read me a bedtime story. He passed on his love of great literature, and I have fond memories of the imaginative worlds we shared: from Narnia and Middle Earth to the prairie of early America and later, battles that forged our nation. He never shielded me from the heartache in the pages of those books but used them as a tool to teach me about life, history, hopes, and dreams.

"Like reading. I already know you're a bookworm, Ruby." Ruby's eyes lit up instantly, her inner literary critic emerging. "Oh, so the billionaire remembers? Please don't tell me your reading list is just boring finance textbooks and business biographies." "Actually," I leaned in a fraction of an inch, a teasing glint in my eyes, "I prefer classic literature. Russian realism, psychological thrillers. Dostoyevsky, Fitzgerald, Hemingway. I like substance."

In every book I read, I always pick up a life lesson. I've read about antagonists who have all the wealth and power they need to survive – all because they've reached a high attainment in education. But their morals are crooked. I don't venture on a path like that. So it doesn't matter that I never went to school. As long as I have morals and principles, I am still acceptable in the society. I think that literature is one of the most significant expressions of humanity. It breaks the stone-hard ice buried within us. It awakens our senses, as well as our subconscious mind to consciousness.

Melinda's and Kieran's sharp, piercing eyes, scanned the endless rows of books. Zora led them around the library, pointing out the different sections and genres. There were books on philosophy, science, art, and history, each one meticulously cataloged and arranged on the shelves. The titles were written in elegant calligraphy, and the bindings were richly adorned with gold leaf and embossed lettering. Kieran and Melinda were overwhelmed by the sheer size of the collection, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer amount of knowledge that was contained within these walls.

“This is the thirteenth largest library owned by Herald.” I was greeted with tall shelves that were full of books. Wow. Our school library or even our town library couldn’t compare to that repertoire. Has Sean read all of the books there? Maybe those were business books that’re full of graphs, economic statuses, and etc. They say that a CEO’s average read in a year is 60 books. Awesome, right? After all, learning doesn’t stop after graduation. “All of them are literary books,” she said. I smiled. So that meant they’re all stories?

Not knowing what to do within the four walls, sitting under the tutelage of two friends, she spent time reading books. The library is large and caters for every taste, from historical novels to mysticism, 20th century literature and Sherlock Holmes antiquarian collections, the first as far back as 1902. But no matter how much I liked to dive into the worlds of the authors, I was haunted by a thick layer of dust on the shelves and books. I decided to do something useful and clean these treasures from years of dirt.

My hands skimmed the books stacked in the book shelves, and time ticked by painfully slow as I took Alpha Nolan's younger brother's advice and stayed inside the room. It had been over two hours since I slept and woke up on the white and gold bed, so I decided to take a look at all the books that were in the book shelves. The writing on the spines were mostly fading away, gathering dust as they had no use for the people who lived here. I admired some of the old classics and new books as my eyes wandered over every title. I had gathered a stack of books in my hand, picking the ones I wanted to read and taking them out. So far I had five books which were classics that I knew would peak my inter

While I was cleaning around and observing the place, I noticed that it was the literature section and history section were the ones most untouched, just signifying that only a few to none goes in those sections and be curious of the world and times they hold inside their pages. Honestly, for me, history and literature books are the most interesting books one could ever read. History holds the ancients and times of the past, the events and happenings that were not seen by the generations of the present and of the future. It contains the kind of life people had before the current era came, the information it holds would be astounding and eye opening. History boo