Here’s a fun, if meaningless, exercise for a Friday evening if you happen to be sitting at home reading blogs. What is your favorite opening line from a novel? Is it the famous “Call me Ishmael”? How about “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…”? Maybe “All this happened, more or less”?
I think my favorite from a novel is “The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.” It’s from The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane. Sucks you right in, doesn’t it? Of course, I don’t read a lot of novels anymore.
What’s your favorite opening?
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
I was a dark and stormy night…
Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton.
It began as a mistake.
If I was a selfish man, I’d cite the opening line of THE ABORTIONIST; but, truthfully, the ending is better than the beginning. ![]()
In a hole in the ground there lived a Hobbit.
There once was a man from Nantucket…
Oh, wait. That’s not from a book. How about this:
A told B, and B told C, “I’ll meet you at the top of the coconut tree!”
Some of my favorite moments with my kids (especially #1) involve that book.
It was raining cool cats and kosher hot dogs in the city that afternoon…
We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold.
Hunter S. Thompson,
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
At that very moment, in the very sort of Park Avenue co-op apartment that so obsessed the Mayor . . . twelve-foot ceilings . . . two wings, one for the white Anglo-Saxon Protestants who own the place and one for the help . . . Sherman McCoy was kneeling in his front hall trying to put a leash on a dachshund.
“Space, the final frontier…”
Oh, I know, it is not from a book. How about:
“Man,” said Terl, “is an endangered species.”
“The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.”
Apropos for these times, “It was a pleasure to burn.” [Fahrenheit 451]
“I always get the shakes before a drop.”
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times.
I am in a medical laboratory at the Central Intelligence Agency, waiting to pee in a cup.
“Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York”
Not a book but one of the best lines ever.
“Who is John Galt?”
Ugh. I won’t even try to convince you of anything, but I will try to enlighten you as to what many others think of such work.
http://www.slate.com/id/2233966/
Scott, they are novels. People are entitled to their own opinions on them. Do you have to prove you’re an ass on every post?
Right. And if some nutty liberal showed up here and quoted Noam Chomsky nobody would say a word about it. And if they did, Owen would be first to call them an ass.
Dude, you don’t get to be the partisan firebrand blogger just when you want to and then appeal to everyone’s sense of live and let live when you feel like it. If you’re going to be a rebel stop crying about it when people hit back. Sheesh.
I’ll take that as a “yes.”
Welcome to tonight’s Board Meeting.
“The book you are about to read deals with what I believe to be the most serious crime ever committed in American history - - the president of the nation, George W. Bush, knowingly and deliberately taking this country to war in Iraq under false presences, a war that condemned over 100,000 human beings, including 4,000 American soldiers, to horrific, violent deaths.”
Why, that must be a novel ![]()
Dude, you don’t get to be the partisan firebrand blogger just when you want to and then appeal to everyone’s sense of live and let live when you feel like it.
Last time I checked, it is still Owen’s blog, and yes, he does get to do whatever the hell he wants here.
Is that concept so hard to comprehend?
Scott
The article you link is written by a leftist from Europe, why would anyone even consider a morsel of his slanted opinion. Compared to this liberal nut case MSNBC is fair and balanced.
Why would anyone take seriously the rantings of a second-rate intellectual who held that the only morality is the pursuit of one’s own happiness? Answer: No one does—-except a few on the fringe right.