Guess the opening lines...

[kinkytoes]

Hi all, hope it's ok to start this here.

Thought it might be fun and stretch the old grey matter a bit.

I'll attach a shot of some opening lines and whoever guesses correctly post their own?

We could all just post pics but then we might lose track. I don't mind.

Let me know what you think (of the idea, and the opening lines here - hopefully started off with an easyish one but let me know if any clues are needed!)

If it's being done elsewhere please someone direct me 😊

I’m about 8 pages behind so this will have been guessed already but Sourcery by Terry Pratchett

Black Beauty

It was a pleasure to burn.

I studied this for A level and still didn’t remember it. Oops

Cora’s mother always used to say children were whipped up by the wind, that even the quiet ones would come in after playtime made wild by it. Cora feels it in herself now, that restlessness. Outside, gusts lever at the fir trees behind the house and burst down the side passage to hurl themselves at the gate. Inside, too, worries skitter and eddy. Because tomorrow – if morning comes, if the storm stops raging – Cora will register the name of her son. Or perhaps, and this is her real concern, she’ll formalise who he will become.

Fahrenheit 451

Does anyone recognise this one?

Pure guesswork, but could it be The Phantom of the Opera?

Correct!

A recent one - The Names by Florence Knapp. Brilliant book.

Spot on.

Roger, aged seven, and no longer the youngest of the family, ran in wide zigzags, to and fro, across the steep field that sloped up from the lake to Holly Howe, the farm where they were staying for part of the summer holidays.

In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf.

The hungry caterpillar

Edited: the Very Hungry Caterpillar.

Yes, I didn't think it would take long for most MNers to get that one!

Still got the title wrong though 😳

Once there was a little girl called Sophie, and she was having tea with her mummy in the kitchen. Suddenly there was a ring at the door. Sophie’s mummy said, “I wonder who that can be. It can’t be the milkman because he came this morning. And it can’t be the boy from the grocer because this isn’t the day he comes. And it can’t be Daddy because he’s got his key. We’d better open the door and see.” Sophie opened the door, and there was ...

“Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents,” grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.

The Tiger Who Came to Tea

Little Women

To Kill a Mockingbird

Spot on 😀

Swallows and Amazon's?

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anyone else, these pages must show.

Fahrenheit 451