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Since we are posting our favorite @nyrb books:
Turtle Diary by Russell Hoban. "In them was the place they were swimming to, and at the end of their swimming it would loom up out of the sea, real, solid, no illusion." https://www.nyrb.com/products/turtle-diary?variant=1094932977
The Pumpkin Eater by Penelope Mortimer. "Are your productions limited, your trusts faithless, and what of the company you keep? Think of all those lovely children, dear, and don't cry as the world turns round holding you on its shoulder like a mouse." https://www.nyrb.com/products/the-pumpkin-eater?_pos=1&_sid=586ca49fb&_ss=r&variant=1094932517
Warlock by Oakley Hall. "For what fire is out, and what is newly lighted and what will burn forever and consume us all? How can men live, and know that in the end they will merely die?" https://www.nyrb.com/products/warlock?_pos=1&_sid=2229721b7&_ss=r&variant=1094933089
The Dud Avocado by Elaine Dundy. "It's so chic. It's so suave and so sleek and exotic. It's the end, it's the end... It's the last word.
It's zymotic."
https://www.nyrb.com/products/the-dud-avocado?
It's zymotic."
https://www.nyrb.com/products/the-dud-avocado?
Life and Fate by Vassily Grossman. "No, whatever life holds in store--hard-won glory, poverty, and despair, or death in a labour camp--they will live as human beings and die as human beings, the same as those who have already perished." https://www.nyrb.com/collections/vasily-grossman/products/life-and-fate?_pos=1&_sid=bf3097fbb&_ss=r&variant=1094930101
Cassandra at the Wedding by Dorothy Baker. "I've tried to explain to my doctor that it's a question of working ceaselessly at being as different as possible because there must be a gap before it can be bridged. And the bridge is the real project." https://www.nyrb.com/collections/reading-group-guides/products/cassandra-at-the-wedding-1?_pos=1&_sid=05e75b997&_ss=r&variant=1094929365
Mr. Fortune by Sylvia Townsend Warner. "The heart is like a dog. It barks, and lies down again." https://www.nyrb.com/collections/sylvia-townsend-warner/products/mr-fortune?_pos=1&_sid=214a1c9c0&_ss=r&variant=1094930381
The Death of Napoleon by Simon Leys. "As he bore a vague resemblance to the Emperor, the sailors on board the Hermann-Augustus Stoeffer had nicknamed him Napoleon. And so, for convenience, that is what we shall call him.
Besides, he was Napoleon." https://www.nyrb.com/products/the_death_of_napoleon?_pos=1&_sid=3e215520c&_ss=r&variant=1094931789
Besides, he was Napoleon." https://www.nyrb.com/products/the_death_of_napoleon?_pos=1&_sid=3e215520c&_ss=r&variant=1094931789
Augustus by John Williams. "Like any poor, pitiable shell of an actor, he comes to see that he has played so many parts that there no longer is himself." https://www.nyrb.com/collections/classics/products/augustus?_pos=1&_sid=a36872094&_ss=r&variant=1094929261
Speedboat by Renata Adler. "The camel, I had noticed, was passing, with great difficulty, through the eye of the needle." https://www.nyrb.com/products/speedboat?_pos=1&_sid=539be4c0e&_ss=r&variant=1094931377
The Slynx by Tatyana Tolstaya. "...it cries a hungry cry, and reaches, reaches for the hearth, for the warm blood pounding in people's necks: SSSLYYYNNXXX!" https://www.nyrb.com/products/the-slynx?_pos=1&_sid=e492cfa26&_ss=r&variant=1094932585
Riders in the Chariot by Patrick White. "For those few, the drops trembled and lived. How they longed to dip their handkerchiefs, unseen." https://www.nyrb.com/products/riders-in-the-chariot?_pos=2&_sid=4b33b4928&_ss=r&variant=1094931105
