special edition with special k #2

The city without walls

an anthology setting forth the drama of human life

arranged by Margaret Cushing Osgood.

Published 1933 by Macmillan in New York .

Written in English.

Have you ever heard of this book? No? Well I’m not surprised. I had little to no success finding anything about it on the internet, but I did used to own a copy.

Let me tell you about it.

The book is an anthology of quotes and excerpts by almost every infamous literary or theological figure you can think of. The contents is divided into historical figures (Napoleon, Gandhi, etc.), religious figureheads (Buddha, Jesus, Mohammed, etc.), famous authors (Wordsworth, Rumi, etc.) and then by theme (Love, Sorrow, Twilight, Gypsy, Death and, of course, Romance.)

Now we know you haven’t read the romance section of The City Without Walls unless you somehow manage to have a copy gathering dust on your bookshelf. So we don’t know what’s in it. And so I would like to create our own section right here!

I’ll go first:

I remember Paris perfectly. The Germans wore grey, you wore blue. Rick Blaine, Casablanca.

My contribution is limited by my lack of romance literature prowess. So I expect your contributions to be much better. Once I have sufficient contributions I will post them all in special k’s next edition.

 

 

 

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About anna cowan

I look around, and here I am - housewife and aspiring romance novelist. This seems unexpected.
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7 Responses to special edition with special k #2

  1. anna cowan says:

    Love Song
    by Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926)

    How can I keep my soul in me, so that
    it doesn’t touch your soul? How can I raise
    it high enough, past you, to other things?
    I would like to shelter it, among remote
    lost objects, in some dark and silent place
    that doesn’t resonate when your depths resound.
    Yet everything that touches us, me and you,
    takes us together like a violin’s bow,
    which draws one voice out of two separate strings.
    Upon what instrument are we two spanned?
    And what musician holds us in his hand?
    Oh sweetest song.

  2. Alex says:

    Love that quote in Casablanca. My humble contribution:

    She loved him with too clear a vision to fear his cloudiness.
    E. M. Forster: Howards End

  3. cheryl nekvapil says:

    I want to quote Heloise writing to Abelard — but it’s real life romantic tragedy and I’m not sure that’s what’s meant by ‘Romance’……….

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