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“Liar! Liar!" shrieked suddenly from the now open trap door. Miracle Max whirled. "Back, Witch--" he commanded. "I'm not a witch, I'm your wife--" she was advancing on him now, an ancient tiny fury--"and after what you've just done I don't think I want to be that any more--”

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The Princess Bride

This novel is a blend of fantasy, humor, and romance, telling the tale of a farm boy named Westley and his beloved princess, Buttercup. After being betrothed to a prince, Buttercup is captured by a notorious pirate, and Westley sets out to rescue her. The story is filled with memorable characters, including the feisty Inigo Montoya, who seeks revenge on the man who killed his father. The Princess Bride is known for its witty dialogue, endearing characters, and a unique blend of genres, appealing to both children and adults. more

Author

William Goldman
William Goldman

William Goldman is an American novelist born on August 12, 1931. His works are known for their humor, wit, and profound social insight, with notable titles including 'The Maltese Falcon' and 'The Shawshank Redemption'. more

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