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It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, ...

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.

You better not never tell nobody but God.

It was the day my grandmother exploded.

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

124 was spiteful.

The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

Call me Ishmael.

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.

I am an invisible man.

Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

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...

Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

The Miss Lonelyhearts of the New York Post-Dispatch (Are you in trouble?—Do-you-need-advice?—Write-to-Miss-Lonelyhearts-and-she-will-help-you) sat at his desk and stared at a piece of white cardboard.

For a long time, I went to bed early.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, ...

The family of Dashwood had long been settled in Sussex.

The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.

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.

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

All this happened, more or less.

The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.

It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.

It was a pleasure to burn.

I was born in the year 1632, in the city of York, of a good family, though not of that country, my father being a foreigner of Bremen, who settled first at Hull.

A screaming comes across the sky.

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.

Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

Mother died today.

It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents...

It was love at first sight.