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The novel Quo Vadis is a pleasure to read. The portrayal of the charachters are wonderfully written. The attracting character of them all is Marcus Vinicus. From my point of view the novel is one of the best in the history of classics written by Henryk Sienkiewicz.
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This Book is excellent! I am 15 years old and really enjoy historical fiction. This book brought me to tears many times, as it emotionally depicts the patience of the early Christian church even through a time of unparalleled suffering. I would suggest this book to anyone, it is fast paced and exciting, and I couldn't put it down. The passionate love of Vicinius, and the patient love of Lygia, make it a sweet story of romance, while the daring antics of Petronius, brave exploits of Ursus, and ever-increasing madness of Nero make it an exciting story of one of the most violent times in history.
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Page 257 - And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.
Page 475 - The man's feet sank in the sand to his ankles, his back was bent like a drawn bow, his head was hidden between his shoulders, on his arms the muscles came out so that the skin almost burst from their pressure ; but he had stopped the bull in his tracks.
Page 474 - That act displeased the crowds. They had had enough of those Christians who died like sheep. They understood that if the giant would not defend himself the spectacle would be a failure. Here and there hisses were heard. Some began to cry for scourgers, whose office it was to lash combatants unwilling to fight. But soon all had grown silent, for no one knew what was waiting for the giant, nor whether he would not be ready to struggle when he met death eye to eye.
Page 496 - I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought the good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day : and not to me only, but unto all them also that love His appearing.
Page 161 - My Lord and my God! Jesus saith to him, Because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed ; blessed are they who have not seen, and yet have believed.
Page 470 - The Augustians came to a man, for they understood that it would not be a common spectacle ; they knew that Caesar had determined to make for himself a tragedy out of the suffering of Vinicius. Tigellinus had kept secret...
Page 484 - I say to thee : When thou wast younger, thou didst gird thyself, and didst walk where thou wouldst. But when thou shalt be old, thou shall stretch forth thy hands, and another shall gird thee, and lead thee whither thou wouldst not.
Page 340 - ... change. He was not moved, it is true, by the destruction of his country's capital; but he was delighted and moved with the pathos of his own words to such a degree that his eyes filled with tears on a sudden. At last he dropped the lute to his feet with a clatter, and, wrapping himself in the " syrma " stood as if petrified, like one of those statues of Niobe which ornamented the courtyard of the Palatine. Soon a storm of applause broke the silence. But in the distance this was answered by the...
Page 297 - ... that these can give. But when I listen to music, especially thy music, new delights and beauties open before me every instant. I pursue them, I try to seize them; but before I can take them to myself, new and newer ones flow in, just like waves of the sea, which roll on from infinity. Hence I tell thee that music is like the sea. We stand on one shore and gaze at remoteness, but we cannot see the other shore.
Page 470 - ... came to a man, for they understood that it would not be a common spectacle ; they knew that Caesar had determined to make for himself a tragedy out of the suffering of Vinicius. Tigellinus had kept secret the kind of punishment intended for the betrothed of the young tribune ; but that merely roused general curiosity. Those who had seen Lygia at the house of Plautius told wonders of her beauty. Others were occupied above all with the question, would they see her really on the arena that day;...
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| Title | Quo Vadis: A Tale of the Time of Nero |
| Author | Henryk Sienkiewicz |
| Translated by | Samuel Augustus Binion, S. Malevsky |
| Publisher | H. Atlemus, 1897 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | Jun 29, 2007 |
| Length | 515 pages |
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