The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
Moby-Dick by Herman Melville
Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell
Off the top of my head, I can think of four memorable endings. I can remember them without . . .
Our cat was raptured up to heaven. He’d never liked heights, so he tried to sink his claws into whatever invisible snake, giant hand, or eagle was causing him to rise in this manner, but he had no luck.
When . . .