CLARE: The library is cool and smells like carpet cleaner, although all I can see is marble.
Audrey NiffeneggerMots clés first-sentence
It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
Gabriel García MárquezMots clés 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 WoolfMots clés 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 RymanMots clés first-sentence
We are both busy people, so let's cut the small talk.
David MitchellMots clés first-sentence
Who was blowing on the nape of my neck.
David MitchellMots clés 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 FowlesMots clés first-sentence
Barrabas came to us by sea, the child Clara wrote in her delicate calligraphy.
Isabel AllendeMots clés first-sentence
Call me Ishmael.
Herman MelvilleMots clés first-sentence opening-lines introduction sobriquet
I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well.
Orhan PamukMots clés first-sentence
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