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Frankenstein

It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the accomplishments of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet […] Read more

Frankenstein 2

My education was neglected, yet I was passionately fond of reading. These volumes were my study day and night, and my familiarity with them increased that regret which I had felt, as a child, on learning that my father’s dying injunction had forbidden my uncle to allow me to embark in a seafaring life […] Read more

Frankenstein 3

THE CREATURE: I expected this reception. All men hate the wretched. How, then, must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things! Yet you, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou art bound by ties only dissoluble by the annihilation of one of us. You purpose to kill me […] Read more

Fray Luis

ENGLISH:Mass had just finished one spring day in 1774 at the Del Carmen Convent. As the crowds exited the convent, Friar San Benito approached Mrs. Juan Garcia de Miranda and her 18 year old daughter Maria Luisa. After a brief exchange the friar unsheathed his stiletto knife and stabbed young Maria Luisa on her neck […] Read more

From Grendel by John Gardner Take Two

The old ram stands looking down over rockslides, stupidly triumphant. I blink. I stare in horror. “Scat!” I hiss. “Go back to your cave, go back to your cowshed—whatever.” He cocks his head like an elderly, slow-witted king, considers the angles, decides to ignore me. I stamp. I hammer the ground with my fists. I […] Read more

From Grendel by John Gardner Take Two

The old ram stands looking down over rockslides, stupidly triumphant. I blink. I stare in horror. “Scat!” I hiss. “Go back to your cave, go back to your cowshed—whatever.” He cocks his head like an elderly, slow-witted king, considers the angles, decides to ignore me. I stamp. I hammer the ground with my fists. I […] Read more

Gates of Fire by Stephen Pressfield

“I was keenly conscious of the comrades-in-arms who had fallen with me. A bond surpassing by a hundredfold that which I had known in life bound me to them. I felt a sense of inexpressible relief and realized that I had feared, more than death, separation from them. I apprehended that excruciating war survivor’s torment […] Read more

Genesis Chapter 1:1 – 3

1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. 2 And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. 3 And God said, Let there be light: and there was light […] Read more

Good Will Hunting – Park Scene

SEAN And if I asked you about love I’d get a sonnet, but you’ve never looked at a woman and been truly vulnerable. Known that someone could kill you with a look. That someone could rescue you from grief. That God had put an angel on Earth just for you. And you wouldn’t know how […] Read more

Goodnite Moon

Goodnight Moon, by Margaret Wise Brown Script: In the great green room there was a telephone And a red balloon And a picture of– The cow jumping over the moon and there were three little bears, sitting on chairs and two little kittens and a pair of mittens and a little toy house and a […] Read more