BookFeed Ελληνικά If Μάγκας stayed with you, these share its feel: morality, tenderness and nostalgia. Each comes with a real page, so you can tell in a minute.
About Μάγκας · Πηνελόπη Δέλτα
E. B. White, 1952
Also tenderness and friendship. A pig, a spider, and a barnyard full of voices: a children's book about friendship, words, and the saving grace of ordinary attention.
It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar, with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the heat of the sun, the passage of swallows, the nearness of rats, the sameness of sheep, the love of spiders, the smell of manure, and the glory of everything. L. M. Montgomery, 1908
Also tenderness and nostalgia. A vibrant, deeply imaginative coming-of-age story woven through the lush landscape of rural Canada.
Anne was curled up Turk-fashion on the hearthrug, gazing into that joyous glow where the sunshine of a hundred summers was being distilled from the maple cordwood. She had been reading, but her book had slipped to the floor, and now she was dreaming, with a smile on her parted lips. Glittering castles in Spain were shaping themselves out of the mists and rainbows of her lively fancy; adventures wonderful and enthralling were happening to her in cloudland—adventures that always turned out triumphantly and never involved her in scrapes like those of actual life. Harper Lee, 1960
Also nostalgia and morality. A girl watches her small Alabama town put a man on trial, and learns in one long summer how decent people can be cowards.
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow. Nikos Kazantzakis, 1946
Also wonder and morality. A bookish man and a wild workman try to run a Cretan mine; one of them knows how to live.
Look, one day I had gone to a little village. An old grandfather of ninety was busy planting an almond tree. ‘What, grandfather!’ I exclaimed. ‘Planting an almond tree?’ And he, bent as he was, turned around and said: ‘My son, I carry on as if I should never die.’ I replied: ‘And I carry on as if I was going to die any minute.’Which of us was right, boss? Charles Dickens, 1843
Also morality and tenderness. Three ghosts, one night, and the cheapest man in London forced to look at what his life has actually cost.
“There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited, I dare say,” returned the nephew; “Christmas among the rest. But I am sure I have always thought of Christmastime, when it has come round—apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that—as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys. Rabindranath Tagore, 1912
Also nostalgia and wonder. A boy in a vast Calcutta house, a school he hated, a first snowfall, a mother's death: Tagore's own account of how a poet's mind is made.
The terrible darkness which was disclosed to me through this rent, continued to attract me night and day as time went on. I would ever and anon return to take my stand there and gaze upon it, wondering what there was left in place of what had gone. Emptiness is a thing man cannot bring himself to believe in; that which is not, is untrue; that which is untrue, is not. So our efforts to find something, where we see nothing, are unceasing. Read pages from books like this, one at a time
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