September 7, 2009 at 8:56 am (fiction, John Irving, Opening lines)
Opening line:
I am doomed to remember a boy with a wrecked voice — not because of his voice, or because he was the smallest person I ever knew, or even because he was the instrument of my mother’s death, but because he is the reason I believe in God; I am a Christian because of Owen Meany.
September 6, 2009 at 12:15 pm (John Irving, Opening lines, Page 33)
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In Maine, it is considered wiser just to know something than to talk about it.
September 6, 2009 at 12:14 pm (fiction, John Irving, Opening lines)
Opening line:
In the hospital of the orphanage – the boys’ division at St. Cloud’s, Maine – two nurses were in charge of naming the new babies and checking that their little penises were healing from the obligatory circumcision.
17 Days in December 