First sentence of current book

[Shanskies]

Around midnight, her eyes at last took shape.

Fallen, by Lauren Kate.

[StephenKingman]

There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife.

(The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman)

[BookReviewer]

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
'Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone,' he told me, just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.'

The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald

[Fran]

'On the day King George V was crowned at Westminister Abbey in London, Billy Williams went down the pit in Aberowen, South Wales'.

- Fall of Giants, Ken Follett

[StephenKingman]

"This book was born as i was hungry"- Life of Pi by Yann Martel.

[Gannon]

So i am sitting in a Chevy SUV on Third Avenue, waiting for my target, a guy named Komeni Weenie or something, an Iranian gent who is Third Deputy something or other with the Iranian Mission to the United Nations.

"The Lion" - Nelson Demille

[Mairin]

The January afternoon was passing into night, the pair was cold and still, so still that not a single twig of the naked breech trees stirred; on the grass of the meadows lay a thin white rime, half frost, half snow; the firs stood out blackly against a steel-hued sky, and over the tallest of them hung a single star.

People of The Mist by Henry Rider Haggard


A bit of a long first sentence but I've noticed he doesn't make a habit of putting him into the rest of the story.

[Tralala]

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974.

Middlesex--Jeffrey Eugenides

I can't seem to put this one down. I'm reading at my desk while paperwork piles up past my eyebrows.

[Fran]

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974.

Middlesex--Jeffrey EugenidesI can't seem to put this one down. I'm reading at my desk while paperwork piles up past my eyebrows.

Lucky you a really outstanding book ... I read it on hols in Portugal a couple of years ago & it was unputdownable (I hate that word but it's the only one that applies). Really made me think. Enjoy ... and to hell with the paperwork.

[Tralala]

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974.

Middlesex--Jeffrey EugenidesI can't seem to put this one down. I'm reading at my desk while paperwork piles up past my eyebrows.

Lucky you a really outstanding book ... I read it on hols in Portugal a couple of years ago & it was unputdownable (I hate that word but it's the only one that applies). Really made me think. Enjoy ... and to hell with the paperwork.

I fed it to the rats! They'll eat anything.

[Fran]

I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974.

Middlesex--Jeffrey EugenidesI can't seem to put this one down. I'm reading at my desk while paperwork piles up past my eyebrows.

Lucky you a really outstanding book ... I read it on hols in Portugal a couple of years ago & it was unputdownable (I hate that word but it's the only one that applies). Really made me think. Enjoy ... and to hell with the paperwork.

I fed it to the rats! They'll eat anything.

The perfect solution to paperwork ... must remember that

[Tralala]

The perfect solution to paperwork ... must remember that

They're not so good with tax returns, though.

...but obviously the best way is with sleeping pills and a plastic bag over your head...sitting in a tub filled with water, I think.
--Waiting Period by Hubert Selby, Jr.

[Mairin]

1. Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect, by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents; there any unwelcome sensations, arising from domestic affairs changed naturally into pity and contempt as he turned over the almost endless creations of the last century; and there, if every other leaf were powerless, he could read his own history with an interest which never failed.

Persuasion by Jane Austen


2. Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins.

Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

[Fran]

'One village post office in Austria is much like another: seen one and you've seen them all'.
- The Post Office Girl by Stefan Zweig

[readingaddict]

'Stephen was never to forget his fifth birthday, for that was the day he lost his father.'

-When Christ and His Saints Slept by Sharon Penman