First Lines from Novels Flashcards
All children, except one, grow up.
J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan (1911)
To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth.
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath (1939)
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.
Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (1967)
Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night, but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes.
George Orwell, Animal Farm (1945)
You don’t know about me without you have read a book by the name of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain’t no matter.
Mark Twain, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (1885)
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo.
James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)
The schoolmaster was leaving the village, and everybody seemed sorry.
Thomas Hardy, Jude the Obscure (1895)
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca (1938)
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen
George Orwell, 1984 (1949)
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.
Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities (1859)
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird (1960)
As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a monstrous vermin.
Franz Kafka, Metamorphosis (1915)
It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (1963)
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice (1813)
It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera (1985)
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.
James Joyce, Ulysses (1922)
For a long time, I went to bed early.
Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time (1913)
Call me Ishmael.
Herman Melville, Moby-Dick (1851)
I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.
Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle (1948)
I have just returned from a visit to my landlord – the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights (1847)