Meanwhile Frederick and his men had halted about the windmill. The animals watched them, and a murmur of dismay went round. Two of the men had produced a crowbar and a sledge hammer. They were going to knock the windmill down.
Category: Fiction
This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald
When he came to himself he knew that several hours had passed. He pitched onto the bed and rolled over on his face with a deadly fear that he was going mad. He wanted people, people, some one sane and stupid and good.
To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
‘But think, Cam, it’s only an old pig,’ said Mrs Ramsay, ‘a nice black pig like the pigs at the farm.’ But Cam thought it was a horrid thing, branching at her all over the room.