Amph post the opening line of a novel

Through the ruin of a city stalked the ruin of a man.

 

It was the day my grandmother exploded.

 

Mason City.

 

"The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel."

 

Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.

 

Brother Francis Gerard of Utah might never have discovered the blessed documents, had it not been for the pilgrim with girded loins who appeared during that young novice’s Lenten fast in the desert.

 

Call me Ishmael.

(I don't care, Rogue_Ten, I loved that book!)

 

"I'm pretty much ****ed."

 

"We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold."

 

"The skies of Coruscant blaze with war."

 

In a hole in the ground, there lived a Hobbit.

 

I was a bright, defrosted, pussy-willow day at the onset of spring, and the newlyweds were driving cross-country in a large roast turkey.

 

"I was 18, when the doorbell rang."

 

"It's a warship all right. Damn!"

 

Listen: Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time.

 

The night was humid.

 

The long tapers flickered, sending the black shadows wavering along the walls, and the velvet tapestries rippled.

 

"It was a pleasure to burn."

 

The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.

 

On the first Monday of the month of April, 1625, the bourg of Meung, in which the author of the Romance of the Rose was born, appeared to be in as perfect a state of revolution as if the Huguenots had just made a second Rochelle of it.

 

I am an invisible man.

 

"This is my favorite book in the world, though I have never read it."

 

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.