CLARE: The library is cool and smells like carpet cleaner, although all I can see is marble.
Audrey NiffeneggerTags: first-sentence
It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
Gabriel García MárquezTags: first-sentence
He- for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it- was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters.
Virginia WoolfTags: first-sentence
There is no man so unsuited for the task of speaking about memory as I am, for I find scarcely a trace of it in myself, and I do not believe there is another man in the world so hideously lacking in it.
Geoff RymanTags: first-sentence
We are both busy people, so let's cut the small talk.
David MitchellTags: first-sentence
Who was blowing on the nape of my neck.
David MitchellTags: first-sentence
I was born in 1927, the only child of middle-class parents, both English, and themselves born in the grotesquely elongated shadow, which they never rose sufficiently above history to leave, of that monstrous dwarf Queen Victoria.
John FowlesTags: first-sentence
Barrabas came to us by sea, the child Clara wrote in her delicate calligraphy.
Isabel AllendeTags: first-sentence
Call me Ishmael.
Herman MelvilleTags: first-sentence opening-lines introduction sobriquet
I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well.
Orhan PamukTags: first-sentence
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