329 Quotes About Opening-lines

A fuse had blown in Swindon, so the south-west network ground to a halt.

​Because the other way wasn’t working.

I've begun this letter five times and torn it up five times.

Son, Last Sunday the host of a popular news show ask me what it meant to loose my body.

It takes a particular confidence for one unknown musician to pronounce to another that their first meeting has the hallmarks of legend.

Late one evening towards the end of March, a teenager picked up a double-barrelled shotgun, walked into the forest, put the gun to someone else's forehead and pulled the trigger. This is the story of how we got there.

I have walked by stalls in the market-place where books, dog-eared and faded from their purple, have burst with a white hosanna. I have seen people crowned with a double crown, holding in either hand the crook and flail, the power and the glory. I have understood how the scar be­comes a star, I have felt the flake of fire fall, miraculous and pentecostal. My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are grey faces that peer over my shoulder.

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.

From the way her buttocks looked under the black silk dress, I knew she'd be good in bed. The silk was tight and under it the muscles worked slow and easy. I saw weight there, and control, and, brother, those are things I like in a woman.