It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were…

“THE BOY WHO LIVED Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you…

— J.K. Rowling

“Who is John Galt?”

— Ayn Rand

“In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together.”

— Carson McCullers

“I never really wanted to die. But I followed through anyway. The pain in my heart was excruciating, and death was beautiful.”

— Rae Hachton

“This is the story of a man named Eddie and it starts at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun. It may seem…

— Mitch Albom

“This morning, my mother didn't get out of bed.”

— Melina Marchetta

“There is a delicate-looking plant native to North America called bleeding heart.”

— Josh Aterovis

“Come on, dream...' he dreamed.”

— Karl Kristian Flores

“It was shaping up as a beautiful morning. The last thing I wanted to hear about was murder.”

— Jonathan Kellerman

“I did it! I stopped time. [Hampton Green]”

— Tim Tharp

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

— Gabriel García Márquez

“In darkness there is death.”

— Bob Mayer

“So I'm on my way to work and I stop to watch a pigeon fight a rat in the snow, and some fuckhead tries…

— Josh Bazell

“Nobody knew me at Buckton. Clem had chosen the town because of that; and besides, even if I had wimp out, there was not…

— Boris Vian

“The Filipino houseboy was conscious now”

— Charles Willeford