| Opening Line | Novel | Author |
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| Hazel Motes sat at a forward angle on the green plush train seat, looking one minute at the window as if he might want to jump out of it, and the next down the aisle at the other e | |
| The village of Holcomb stands on the high wheat plains of western Kansas, a lonesome area that other Kansans call 'out there.' | |
| A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead. | |
| I stand at the window of this great house in the south of France as night falls, the night which is leading me to the most terrible morning of my life. | |
| I went back to the Devon school not long ago, and found it looking oddly newer than when I was a student there fifteen years before. | |
| A dog - it was a dog I saw for certain. | |
| People are afraid to merge on freeways in Los Angeles. | |
| The snow in the mountains was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation. | |
| In 1815 Monsieur Charles -Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of Digne. | |
| The North Carolina Mutual LIfe Insurance agent promised to fly from Mercy to the other side of Lake Superior at three o' clock. | |
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