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Winesburg, Ohio
by Sherwood Anderson
adventurous
dark
emotional
funny
lighthearted
mysterious
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
In his grief Tom Willard's face looked like the face of a little dog that has been out a long time in bitter weather.
"I'll be starched,"" he said softly. ""Well, well, I'll be washed and ironed and starched!""
"that never turned out.
Nothing ever turned out for Enoch Robinson"
Sugars McNutts, a fat boy with red cheeks, laughed so hard that he became dizzy and fell off his seat and Kate Swift laughed with him.
Ugh! They are creeping, crawling, squirming things, they with their soft hands and their blue eyes. The sight of a woman sickens me. Why I don't kill every woman I see I don't know
All during the first year Louise tried to make her husband understand the vague and intangible hunger that had led to the writing of the note and that was still unsatisfied
"Let peace brood over this carcass.' That's what I said."""
"For years she had been what is called ""stage-struck"" and had paraded through the streets with traveling men guests at her father's hotel, wearing loud clothes and urging them to tell her of life in the cities out of which they had come. Once she startled the town by putting on men's clothes and riding a bicycle down Main Street."
He was one of those men in whom the force that creates life is diffused, not centralized
"I'll be starched,"" he said softly. ""Well, well, I'll be washed and ironed and starched!""
"that never turned out.
Nothing ever turned out for Enoch Robinson"
Sugars McNutts, a fat boy with red cheeks, laughed so hard that he became dizzy and fell off his seat and Kate Swift laughed with him.
Ugh! They are creeping, crawling, squirming things, they with their soft hands and their blue eyes. The sight of a woman sickens me. Why I don't kill every woman I see I don't know
All during the first year Louise tried to make her husband understand the vague and intangible hunger that had led to the writing of the note and that was still unsatisfied
"Let peace brood over this carcass.' That's what I said."""
"For years she had been what is called ""stage-struck"" and had paraded through the streets with traveling men guests at her father's hotel, wearing loud clothes and urging them to tell her of life in the cities out of which they had come. Once she startled the town by putting on men's clothes and riding a bicycle down Main Street."
He was one of those men in whom the force that creates life is diffused, not centralized