Showing posts with label First Lines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label First Lines. Show all posts

Sunday, January 9, 2022

First Lines: W.G. Sebald - Austerlitz

 

In the second half of the 1960s I traveled repeatedly from England to Belgium, partly for study purposes, partly for other reasons which were never entirely clear to me, staying sometimes for just one or two days, sometimes for several weeks.

Friday, December 31, 2021

First Lines: Philip Pullman - Northern Lights

 

Three miles up the river Thames from the centre of Oxford, some distance from where the great colleges of Jordan, Gabriel, Balliol, and two dozen others contended for mastery in the boat races, out where the city was only a collection of towers and spires in the distance over the misty levels of Port Meadow, there stood the priory of Godstow, where the gentle nuns went about their holy business; and on the opposite bank from the priory there was an inn called the Trout.

Saturday, December 11, 2021

First Lines: Salman Rushdie - Haroun and the Sea of Stories

 

There was once, in the country of Alifbay, a sad city, the saddest of cities, a city so ruinously sad that it had forgotten its name.

Tuesday, November 30, 2021

First Lines: Milan Kundera - The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

 

In February 1948, the Communist leader Klement Gottwald stepped out on the balcony of a Baroque palace in Prague to harangue hundreds of thousands of citizens massed in Old Town Square.

Saturday, November 20, 2021

First Lines: Kazuo Ishiguro - An Artist of the Floating World

 

If on a sunny day you climb the steep path leading up from the little wooden bridge still referred to around here as 'the Bridge of Hesitation', you will not have to walk far before the roof of my house becomes visible between the tops of two gingko trees.

Sunday, October 17, 2021

First Lines: JM Coetzee - Waiting For the Barbarians

 

I have never seen anything like it: two little discs of glass suspended in front of his eyes in loos of wire.

Monday, October 11, 2021

First Lines: VS Naipaul - A Bend in the River

 

The world is what it is; men who are nothing, who allow themselves to become nothing, have no place in it.

Tuesday, October 5, 2021

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

Tuesday, September 7, 2021

First Lines: Muriel Spark - The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie

 

The boys, as they talked to the girls from Marcia Blaine School, stood on the far side of their bicycles holding the handlebars, which established a protective fence of bicycle between the sexes, and the impression that at any moment the boys were likely to be away.

Wednesday, September 1, 2021

Friday, August 27, 2021

First Lines: Günter Grass - The Tin Drum

 

Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my keeper is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight; there's a peephole in the door, and my keeper's eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a blue-eyed type like me.

Monday, August 23, 2021

First Lines: Graham Greene - The Quiet American

 

After dinner I sat and waited for Pyle in my room over the rue Catinat; he had said, 'I'll be with you at latest by ten," and when midnight struck I couldn't stay quiet any longer and went down into the street.

Wednesday, August 18, 2021

First Lines: Kingsley Amis - Lucky Jim

 

'They made a silly mistake, though,' the Professor of History said, and his smile, as Dixon watched, gradually sank beneath the surface of his features at the memory.