For each quotation, give the full name of the author of the work. The interactive answer component of this quiz will recognize only the complete name in its usual form ("F. Scott Fitzgerald," not "F. S. Fitzgerald" or "Fitzgerald"). After two tries, the question will become multiple choice. You will probably need to click a bar at the top of the browser window to allow the exercise to run correctly.
"You were fixing to tell them. You would have told him." He didn't answer. His father struck him with the flat of his hand on the side of the head, hard but without heat, exactly as he had struck the two mules at the store, exactly as he would strike either of them with any stick in order to kill a horse fly, his voice still without heat or anger: "You're getting to be a man. You got to learn. You got to learn to stick to your own blood or you ain't going to have any blood to stick to you. Do you think either of them, any man there this morning would? Don't you know all they wanted was a chance to get at me because they knew I had them beat? Eh?"
William Faulkner
Richard Wright
Maxine Hong Kingston
F. Scott Fitzgerald
He woke upon a fine fall day--football weather. The depression of yesterday was gone and he liked the people on the streets. At noon he sat opposite ____ at Le Grand Vatel, the only restaurant he could think of not remniscent of champagne dinners and long luncheons that began at two and ended in a blurred and vague twilight.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
William Faulkner
Richard Wright
N. Scott Momaday
The boy, crouched on his nail keg at the back of the crowded room, knew he smelled cheese, and more: from where he sat he could see the ranked shelves close-packed with the solid, squat, dynamic shapes of tin cans whose labels his stomach read, not from the lettering which meant nothing to his mind but from the scarlet devils and the silver curve of fish-this, the cheese which he knew he smelled and the hermetic meat which his intestines believed he smelled coming in intermittent gusts momentary and brief between the other constant one, the smell and sense just a little of fear because mostly of despair and grief, the old fierce pull of blood.
William Faulkner
Maxine Hong Kingston
Richard Wright
Bad women are thrown away. Once there was a handsome young man. He was wild and reckless, and the chief talked to the wind about him. After that, the man went hunting. A great whirlwind passed by, and he was blind.
N. Scott Momaday
William Faulkner
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Richard Wright
"You must not tell anyone," my mother said, "what I am about to tell you. In China your father had a sister who killed herself. She jumped into the family well. We say that your father has all brothers because it is as if she had never been born."