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5e0dbd6
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To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing -- the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again.
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loss
craving
lack
wish
shadow
need
wholeness
longing
foreshadowing
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Marilynne Robinson |
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0e821be
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Beware the ides of March.
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warning
foreshadowing
julius-ceasar
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William Shakespeare |
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bc26411
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"One of them has to break," the queen said to the princess. "Only then can it begin." "I know," the princess said softly. "But the prince isn't ready. It has to be her." "Then you understand what I am asking of you?" The princess looked up, toward the shaft of moonlight spilling into the tomb. When she looked back at the ancient queen, her eyes were bright. "Yes." "Then do what needs to be done." The princess nodded and walked out of the tomb. She paused on the threshold, the darkness beyond beckoning to her, and turned back to the queen. "She won't understand. And when she goes over the edge, there will be nothing to pull her back." "She will find her way back. She always does." Tears formed, but the princess blinked them away. "For all our sakes, I hope you're right."
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elena
nehemia-s-death
nehemia-ytger
foreshadowing
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Sarah J. Maas |
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3393efb
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"A shell in the pit," said I, "if the worst comes to worst will kill them all." The intense excitement of the events had no doubt left my perceptive powers in a state of erethism. I remember that dinner table with extraordinary vividness even now. My dear wife's sweet anxious face peering at me from under the pink lampshade, the white cloth with it silver and glass table furniture--for in those days even philosophical writers had luxuries--the crimson-purple wine in my glass, are photographically distinct. At the end of it I sat, tempering nuts with a cigarette, regretting Ogilvy's rashness, and denouncing the shortsighted timidity of the Martians. So some respectable dodo in the Mauritius might have lorded it in his nest, and discussed the arrival of that shipful of pitiless sailors in want of animal food. "We will peck them to death tomorrow, my dear."
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dodos
shortsightedness
extinction
overconfidence
foreshadowing
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H.G. Wells |
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24e6980
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Stop whimpering and snapping at me, I'm sick of it. Keep your mouth shut and do as I tell you, and maybe we'll even be in time for your uncle's bloody wedding.
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the-hound
foreshadowing
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George R.R. Martin |
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148c906
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"When we return--when I have delivered our discovery--I will give you a book to read about a thing called wild magic," she said drily. "I wouldn't talk about it in the university. It's supposed to be an old wives' tale. Well, I am an old wife. You might be interested, that's all."
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daine
master-sebo
numair
wild-magic
book
foreshadowing
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Tamora Pierce |
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c745ee6
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The hounds will come to Cainsville and when they do, you'll wish you made a very different choice today
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warning
hounds
threat
foreshadowing
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Kelley Armstrong |
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daeaf6a
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Queer, how I misinterpreted the designations of doom.
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lolita
doomed
foreshadowing
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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42dfab2
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Truly it was the beginning of everything that followed, the starting line of the harrowing journey disguised in the form of a simple question. She was glad she didn't know where it would take her. Because sometimes the only thing that got you through hell was that you were in too deep to pull out.
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so-true
life-altering
crossroads
foreshadowing
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J.R. Ward |
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8fa5111
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There's things that have no finish, Scully, no ending to speak of. There's no justice to it, but that's the God's truth. The only end some things have is the end you give em.
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heartbreak
foreshadowing
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Tim Winton |
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3d65918
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I just hope -- if he does come -- it won't be some sort of horror show.
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arrival
horrifying
horror-show
iris-murdoch
horror
foreshadowing
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Iris Murdoch |
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3ae9860
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He imagines the plane exploding as it touches down, ignited by one of its glints, in a ball of red flame shadowed in black like you see on TV all the time, and he is shocked to find within himself, imagining this, not much emotion, just a cold thrill at being a witness, a kind of bleak wonder at the fury of chemicals, and relief that he hadn't been on the plane himself but was instead safe on this side of the glass, with his faint pronged sense of doom.
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airport
rabbit-angstrom
foreboding
foreshadowing
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John Updike |
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a8c5add
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Inside, upstairs, where the planes are met, the spaces are long and low and lined in tasteful felt gray like that cocky stewardess's cap and filled with the kind of music you become aware of only when the elevator stops or when the dentist stops drilling. Plucked strings, no vocals, music that's used to being ignored, a kind of carpet in the air, to cover up a silence that might remind you of death.
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music
airport
memento-mori
rabbit-angstrom
foreshadowing
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John Updike |
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99bb922
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It was for me a moment of great peace. I did not know then that it was the last, the very last moment of peace, the end of the old innocent world, the final moment before I was plunged into the nightmare of which these ensuing pages tell the story.
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narrator
iris-murdoch
peace
nightmare
foreshadowing
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Iris Murdoch |
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7ec41a2
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When she lay curled against him, her skin dewed from passion, there was still that small, cold place inside of her where the heat hadn't quite reached.
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foreshadowing
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J.D. Robb |
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2161938
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Michael looked around the beautiful garden with its many colored flowers, fragrant lemon trees, the old statures of the gods dug from ancient ruins, other newer ones of holy saints, the rose-colored walls across the villa. It was a lovely setting for the examination of twelve murderous apostles.
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preparation
foreshadowing
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Mario Puzo |