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Favourite Opening Lines

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Dazed:
So that ignorant, thick-lipped, evil whorehopping editor phones me up and says;

Melodic:
It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.

look out! Ninjas!:
Pretty much everything on this page here

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bulwer-Lytton_Fiction_Contest

Of particular note is this one:
"The bone-chilling scream split the warm summer night in two, the first half being before the scream when it was fairly balmy and calm and pleasant for those who hadn't heard the scream at all, but not calm or balmy or even very nice for those who did hear the scream, discounting the little period of time during the actual scream itself when your ears might have been hearing it but your brain wasn't reacting yet to let you know."

michaelicious:

--- Quote from: negative creep on 23 Mar 2009, 16:41 ---"Call me Ishmael."

--- End quote ---

"Call me Jonah."

Also:

"As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect."

I like how Kafka cuts right to the chase a lot of the time.

negative creep:
Where's that from?

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