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We've all had that moment as readers when we stumble across a sentence in a novel or essay that sings to us from the page. There are sentences we want to wrap our tongues around, that we speak aloud just to revel in their aural qualities. For each installment of this series, Henriette Lazaridis chooses a single sentence from a work of literature and shows us why it is music to our ears.

This month's edition features a sentence from Kate Racculia's novel Bellweather Rhapsody.

We've all had that moment as readers when we stumble across a sentence in a novel or essay that sings to us from the page. There are sentences we want to wrap our tongues around, that we speak aloud just to revel in their aural qualities. For each installment of this series, Henriette Lazaridis chooses a single sentence from a work of literature and shows us why it is music to our ears.

This month's edition features one very long sentence from James Lasdun's thriller The Fall Guy.

We've all had that moment as readers when we stumble across a sentence in a novel or essay that sings to us from the page. There are sentences we want to wrap our tongues around, that we speak aloud just to revel in their aural qualities. For each installment of this series, Henriette Lazaridis chooses a single sentence from a work of literature and shows us why it is music to our ears.

This month's installment takes a look at Jim Crace's story collection The Devil's Larder, focusing on Crace's use of iambic pentameter in his prose.

We've all had that moment as readers when we stumble across a sentence in a novel or essay that sings to us from the page. There are sentences we want to wrap our tongues around, that we speak aloud just to revel in their aural qualities. For each installment of this series, Henriette Lazaridis chooses a single sentence from a work of literature and shows us why it is music to our ears.

This month's installment features a sentence from Liz Moore's novel The Unseen World.

We've all had that moment as readers when we stumble across a sentence in a novel or essay that sings to us from the page. There are sentences we want to wrap our tongues around, that we speak aloud just to revel in their aural qualities. For each installment of this series, Henriette Lazaridis chooses a single sentence from a work of literature and shows us why it is music to our ears.

This month's installment features a sentence from Annie Dillard's Pilgrim at Tinker Creek.