Novel & Cerita Most Loved Books Of All Time

"I love getting lost in stories, exploring new worlds and meeting new characters." Claire's smile grew wider. "What's your favorite book?" I thought for a moment, trying to narrow it down. "I have a few," I said finally. "I love 'Pride and Prejudice', 'Jane Eyre', and 'Wuthering Heights'." Claire's eyes lit up. "Those are all classics," she said. "I love them too. Have you read any of the Bronte sisters' other works?"

It's hard to miss her point. ".... But my very favourite of all the books was the Thousand and One Nights. There was a battered copy of it in.... our school library.... It was so old; the covers had dropped off and the stitching was coming apart. Some of the back pages had gone. But I read it from cover to cover so many times....

I struggled to choose what book to read to him, since it occurred to me, belatedly, that I have no idea what my Master reads for pleasure. I try to choose something classic instead, something appropriate; but ´Wuthering Heights´, with Cathy, Heathcliff and Edgar, and their doomed love triangle, isn´t right. Neither is ´Gone with the Wind´, with Scarlett, Rhett and Ashley. ´Pride and Prejudice´, ´Jane Eyre´, ´Anna Karenina´, all dwell on the failure of three lovers to make their situation work. In the end, I choose something very different, ´Time Enough for Love´, an old 1970´s Sci-fi novel, in which the characters make their polyamorous family work.

“But both are Nintendo, so the vibe here is still good” “How about books? Do you have a favorite?”, she asks. “Grapes of Wrath”, I answer and her shock over my answer doesn’t go unnoticed. “You”? “The Great Gatsby”, she says. Wow, that’s depressing! “So tragic”, I told her. “Speak for yourself”, she says, and we both laugh again because both books are probably equally depressing! “Favorite movie?” I asked her. “Love, Actually”, she says sadly. “Serious? Isn’t that a little before your time?” I said.

"And what's your favorite?" "Oh that's too hard to choose sir. I mean of course I love classics like The Great Gatsby, 1984, and One Flew of the Cuckoo's Nest. I'm crazy about the James Bond books. But I have to say Misery is my favorite book. Stephen King is a genius." "So all that's told me is you read in high school and that's it. Aren't those all required reading?" "Daddy." I whispered. He took a long gulp from his glass. Sophia closed her eyes as though she was embarrassed.

he asked, his gaze focused on me. I smiled, feeling my cheeks turn pink. "Well, I love spending time with my family. They mean everything to me," I said, feeling a sense of warmth spread throughout my body. "And I also love to read. It's a great escape for me." Carlos chuckled. "I can tell you're a bookworm. What's your favorite book?" "Oh, that's a tough one," I replied, thinking back to all the books I've read. "I would have to say 'Pride and Prejudice' by Jane Austen. It's a classic for a reason."

he watches my arms tremble with anger. I glare at him. "Stop being so damn bipolar. Pick up your fucking mess. I'm going back upstairs and I'll read a book or something." I grumble, turning on my heels and going back from where I had come from. ***** After an hour of reading an interesting novel, I shut the book and skim my fingers over the cover. Classic books and poems have always been my thing, but some of them are extremely hard to read. Shakespeare is my all time favorite author. Although he writes tragedies, and darkness, I absolutely adore the way he tells a tale. Each and every word of his wraps around your heart and tugs on a string. He brings so much emotion into what he writes.

Just random things that are worth talking about and worth remembering. "Oh, don't ask about my favorite when it comes to books. I can't choose. I have so many favorites, the number is rising every time I read a new one." I chuckled. Yeah, that's how engrossed I am with every book that gets my attention. I consider my collection as my babies and they are far more important than my clothes or any material thing that I have. "You are one hell of a book-lover, then." "Is that a bad thing?"

He asked questions—not the shallow kind Damon’s associates had used to make polite conversation, but real questions. “What’s your favorite book?” he asked at one point, leaning close to be heard over the music. She blinked, startled. “My book?” He smiled faintly. “Yeah. Everyone’s got one. The one they can read again and again and never get tired of.” Mya hesitated, then admitted, “Wuthering Heights. It’s… tragic and messy, but there’s something about the passion in it. The kind that consumes people.” Keith nodded thoughtfully. “I get that. Mine’s The Count of Monte Cristo. Revenge, redemption, justice—it’s a story that makes you think about what really matters when you lose everything.”

the girl observed, knowing that while everyone had their sports preferences, they shared a great passion for literature. "No way!" The older man doubted. "Young people are interested in the old and good literature still?" "My grandfather has a large library at home, and fortunately, he made my cousin and me read several classic works, and I ended up liking some of them a lot. I've read Great Expectations more than once... and also Oliver Twist. I didn't like Bleak House that much, not to say that I love everything I've read from him, but, on the other hand, probably The Old Curiosity Shop is the book I've read the most times in my life."