At last, the luminous match was struck and the day was lit.

Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me.

— Suzanne Collins

“She slid open the box, extracted a match, and struck it with a flourish. The flame flared up in the gloom of the unlit…

— Helen Grant

All life is no more than a match struck in the dark and blown out again.

— David Eagleman

“That night Flora wanted to eat watermelon.”

— Dorit Rabinyan

“A squat gray building of only thirty-four stories.”

— Aldous Huxley

“There is no man so unsuited for the task of speaking about memory as I am, for I find scarcely a trace of it…

— Geoff Ryman

“See the child.”

— Cormac McCarthy

“I don't know if I killed my dad or not.”

— Jeanne Willis

“My lifelong involvement with Mrs Dempster began at 5:58 o'clock p.m. on 27 December 1908, at which time I was ten years and seven months old.”

— Robertson Davies

“Ilium, New York, is divided into three parts.”

— Kurt Vonnegut

“It's not that I was an outright nitwit of a child.”

— Augusten Burroughs

“When a naked man shows up on your doorstep with a bear trap clamped around his ankle, it's best just to do what he…

— Molly Harper

“It was a small town by a small river and a small lake in a small northern part of a Midwest state. There wasn't…

— Ray Bradbury

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

— Leo Tolstoy

“The family landed in the Western Hemisphere in the person of Roger Blake Wolfe, who arrived with a price on his head.”

— James Carlos Blake