#sentence

It' her life, and she' in the middle of it. ↗

— Esmeralda Santiago

#dreams

With a clamor of bells that set the swallows soaring, the Festival of Summer came to the city. Omelas, bright-towered by the sea. The rigging of the boats in harbor sparkled with flags. In the streets between houses with red roofs and painted walls, between old moss-grown gardens and under avenues of trees, past great parks and public buildings, processions moved. Some were decorous: old people in long stiff robes of mauve and grey, grave master workmen, quiet, merry women carrying their babies and chatting as they walked. In other streets the music beat faster, a shimmering of gong and tambourine, and the people went dancing, the procession was a dance. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#music

I call our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are privileged to live in Space. ↗

— Edwin A. Abbott

#nature

When you've been struck by lightning as many times as I have, you start to expect the worst pretty much all the time. ↗

— Jennifer Bosworth

#lightning #pessimism #pessimism

All day, the colors had been those of dusk, mist moving like a water creature across the great flanks of mountains possessed of ocean shadows and depths. ↗

— Kiran Desai

#first-sentence

I should probably start with the blood. ↗

— Robin Wasserman

#first-sentence #first-sentence

Die Welt ist gierig, und manchmal umschließen Nebel unsere Herzen, bis wir uns nicht einmal mehr daran erinnern können, wann unsere Träume zu sterben begannen. ↗

— Christoph Marzi

#first-sentence #german #first-sentence

It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#first-sentence

I recently forced myself to read a book on quantum physics, just to try and learn something new. I was confused by the middle of the first sentence and it all went downhill from there. The only thing I can remember learning is that a parallel universe can theoretically be contained on the head of a needle. I don't really know what that means, but I am now more careful handling needles. ↗

— Stephan Pastis

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It was hot, the night we burned Chrome. ↗

— William Gibson

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