‘In the beginning, there were dragons: proud, fierce, and independent. Their scales were like gems, and all who gazed upon them despaired, for their beauty was great and terrible.’ Warning: Minor spoilers. Despite having read the previous three books in the Inheritance Cycle, it has taken me three years to get round to reading Inheritance which was published back in 2011. Admittedly, I only decided to read the book for the sake of finishing a series I began reading back in 2006, as it seemed a shame not to. Although I can remember reading Eragon as a thirteen-year old and… Read more »
‘They would be born of strange stock who slept with this earth as a pillow, beneath this black sky. They would have something of the Devil left in them still.’ As with many people, my first encounter with Daphne du Maurier’s writing was through the atmospheric Rebecca. However, whilst Rebecca is generally considered to be Du Maurier’s finest work and whilst I enjoyed it immensely, I have to admit that after reading Jamaica Inn I actually prefer it. Whilst there is something slightly irksome about the timid and tellingly nameless heroine of Rebecca who quails in the wake of a dead… Read more »
‘Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter – tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther . . . And one fine morning – So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.’ From The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald.