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Title: 101 Dalmatians
Author: Dodie Smith
Not long ago, there lived in London a young married couple of Dalmatian
dogs named Pongo and Misses Pongo.
Title: 1919
Author: John Dos Passos
Oh the infantree the infantree
With the dirt behind their ears
ARMIES CLASH AT VERDUN IN GLOBE'S GREATEST BATTLE
150,000 MEN AND WOMEN PARADE
but another question and a very important one is raised.
Title: 1984
Author: George Orwell
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
Title: 2001: A Space Odyssey
Author: Arthur C. Clarke
The drought had lasted now for ten million years, and the reign of
the terrible lizards had long since ended.
Title: The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Author: Mark Twain
You don't know about me without you have read a book by the name of
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain't no matter.
Title: The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
Author: Mark Twain
"TOM!"
Title: Airport
Author: Arthur Hailey
At half-past six on a Friday evening in January, Lincoln International
Airport, Illinois, was functioning, though with difficulty
Title: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Author: Lewis Carroll
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister
on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had
peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no
pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book,"
thought Alice "without pictures or conversation?"
Title: All Quiet on the Western Front
Author: Erich Maria Remarque
We are at rest five miles behind the front.
Title: And Quiet Flows the Don
Author: Mikhail Sholokhov
The Melekhov farm was right at the end of the Tatarsk village. The gate of the cattle-yard opened northward towards
the Don.
Title: Anna Karenina
Author: Leo Tolstoy
All happy families are alike, but an unhappy family is unhappy after
its own fashion.
Title: Anne of Green Gables
Author: Lucy Maud Montgomery
Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main
road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders
and ladies' eardrops and traversed by a brook that had its
source away back in the woods of the old Cuthbert place;
it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its
earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of
pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Lynde's
Hollow it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not
even a brook could run past Mrs. Rachel Lynde's door
without due regard for decency and decorum; it probably
was conscious that Mrs. Rachel was sitting at her window,
keeping a sharp eye on everything that passed, from brooks
and children up, and that if she noticed anything odd or
out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted
out the whys and wherefores thereof.
Title: Atlas Shrugged
Author: Ayn Rand
Who is John Galt?
Title: The Awakening
Author: Kate Chopin
A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over: "Allez vous-en!
Allez vous-en! Sapristi! That's all right!"
Title: Babbit
Author: Sinclair Lewis
The tower of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and
delicate as silver rods. They were neither citadels nor churches but frankly and beautifully office-buildings.
Title: Bastard Out of Carolina
Author: Dorothy Allison
I've been called Bone all my life, but my name's Ruth Anne.
Title: The Bean Trees
Author: Barbara Kingsolver
I have been afraid of putting air in a tire ever since I saw a tractor tire blow up
and throw Newt Hardbines's father over the top of the Standard Oil sign.
Title: Because It Is Bitter, and Because It Is My Heart
Author: Joyce Carol Oates
"Little Red" Garlock, sixteen years old, skull smashed soft as a rotted
pumpkin and body dumped into the Cassadaga River near the foot of Pitt Street, must
not have sunk as deep as he'd been intended to sink, or floated as far.
Title: The Bell Jar
Author: Sylvia Plath
It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was
doing in New York.
Title: Bellefleur
Author: Joyce Carol Oates
It was many years ago in that dark, chaotic, unfathomable pool of time before Germaine's
birth (nearly twelve months before her birth), on a night in late September stirred by innumerable
frenzied winds, like spirits contending with one another - mow plaintively, now angrily,
now with a subtle cellolike delicacy capable of making the flesh rise on one's arms and
neck - a night so sulfurous, so restless, so swollen with inarticulate longing that
Leah and Gideon Bellefleur in their enormous bed quarreled once again, brought to tears
because their love was too ravenous to be contained by their mere mortal bodies; and
their groping, careless, anguished words were like strips or raw silk rubbed violently
together (for each was convince the other did not, could not, be equal to his love -
Leah doubted that any man was capable of a love so profound it could be silent, like
a forest pond; Gideon doubted that any woman was capable of comprehending the nature of a man's
passion, which might tear through him, rendering him broken and exhausted, as vulnerable
as a smalll child): it was on this tumultuous rain-lashed night that Mahalaleel came to
Bellefleur Manor on the western shore of the great Lake Noir, where he was to stay for
nearly five years.
Title: Beloved
Author: Toni Morrison
124 was spiteful.
Title: The Big Sleep
Author: Raymond Chandler
It was about eleven o'clock in the morning, mid-October, with the sun not shining
and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills.
Title: Black Beauty
Author: Anna Sewell
The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow
with a pond of clear water in it.
Title: Brave New World
Author: Aldous Huxley
A squat gray building of only thirty-four stories. Over the main entrance the words,
CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and in a shield, the World State's
motto, Community, Identity, Stability.
Title: Breakfast at Tiffany's
Author: Truman Capote
I am always drawn back to the places where I have lived, the houses and their
neighborhoods.
Title: Breakfast of Champions
Author: Kurt Vonnegut
This is a tale of a meeting of two lonesome, skinny, fairly old white men on a planet
which was dying fast.
Title: Breathing Lessons
Author: Anne Tyler
Maggie and Ira Moran had to go to a funeral in Deer Lick, Pennsylvania.
Title: Brideshead Revisted
Author: Evelyn Waugh
When I reached C Company lines, which were at the top of the hill, I paused and
looked back at the camp, just coming into full view before me through the grey
mist of early morning
Title: The Bridge of San Luis Rey
Author: Thorton Wilder
On Friday noon, July the twentieth, 1714, the finest bridge in all
Peru broke and precipitated five travelers into the gulf below.
Title: Bridge to Terabithia
Author: Katherine Paterson
Ba-room, ba-room, ba-room, baripity, baripity, baripity, baripity --- Good.
Title: The Bridges of Madison County
Author: Robert Waller
On the morning of August 8, 1965, Robert Kincaid locked the door to his small
two-room apartment on the third floor of a rambling house in Bellingham, Washington.
Title: The Brothers Karamazov
Author: Fyodor Dostoevsky
Alexey Fyodorovitch Karamazov was the third son of Fyodor
Pavlovitch Karamazov, a landowner well known in our district in his
own day, and still remembered among us owing to his gloomy and
tragic death, which happened thirteen years ago, and which I shall
describe in its proper place.
Title: Buddenbrooks
Author: Thomas Mann
"And - and - what comes next?"
"Oh, yes, yes, what the dickens does come next? C'est la question, ma très chère demoiselle!"
Frau Consul Buddenbrooks shot a glance at her husband and came to the rescure of her daughter.
Title: Caesar's Women
Author: Colleen McCullough
"Brutus, I don't like the look of your skin. Come here to the light, please."
Title: The Call Of Cthulhu
Author: H.P. Lovecraft
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.
Title: The Call of the Wild
Author: Jack London
Buck did not read the newspapers or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone
for himself, but for every tide-water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego.
Title: Candide
Author: Voltaire
In the country of Westphalia, in the castle of the most noble
Baron of Thunder-ten-tronckh, lived a youth whom Nature had endowed
with a most sweet disposition.
Title: Cannery Row
Author: John Steinbeck
Cannery Row in Monterey in California is a poem , a stink, a grating noise, a quality
of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream.
Title: A Canticle for Leibowitz
Author: Walter Miller Jr.
Brother Francis Gerard of Utah might never have discovered the blessed documents,
had it not been for the pilgrim with girded loins who had appeared during that young
novice's Lenten fast in the desert
Title: Carrie
Author: Stephen King
Nobody was really surprised when it happened, not really, not on the
subconscious level where savage things grow.
Title: Cat's Cradle
Author: Kurt Vonnegut
Call me Jonah.
Title: Cat's Eye
Author: Margaret Atwood
Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space.
Title: Catch a Falling Spy
Author: Len Deighton
"Smell that air," said Major Mann.
Title: Catch-22
Author: Joseph Heller
It was love at first sight.
Title: The Catcher in the Rye
Author: J.D. Salinger
If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably
want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like,
and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that
David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if
you want to know the truth.
Title: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Author: Roald Dahl
These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr. Bucket.
Title: Charlotte's Web
Author: E.B. White
"Where's Papa going with that ax?" said Fern to her mother as they
were setting the table for breakfast.
Title: Childhood's End
Author: Arthur C. Clarke
The Volcano that had reared Taratua up from the Pacific depths had been sleeping
now for half a million years. Yet in a little while, thought Reinhold, the island
would be bathed in fires fiercer than any that had attended its birth.
Title: Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang
Author: Ian Fleming
Most motorcars are conglomerations (this is a long word for bundles) of steel and wire and rubber and plastic,
and electricity and oil and gasoline and water, and the toffee papers you pushed down the crack in the back seat
last Sunday.
Title: The Chosen
Author: Chaim Potok
For the first fifteen years of our lives, Danny and I lived within five blocks
of each other and neither of us knew of the others existence.
Title: A Christmas Carol
Author: Charles Dickens
Marley was dead, to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that.
Title: City
Author: Clifford Simak
Gramp Stevens sat in a lawn chair, watching the mower at work, feeling the warm, soft sunshine
seep into his bones.
Title: City and the Stars
Author: Arthur C. Clarke
Like a glowing jewel, the city lay upon the breast of the desert. Once it had known
change and alteration, but now time passed it by. Night and day fled across the desert's
face, but in Diaspar it was always afternoon, and darkness never came.
Title: A Clockwork Orange
Author: Anthony Burgess
What's it going to be then, eh?
Title: The Clown
Author: Heinrich Böll
It was dark by the time I reached Bonn, and I forced myself not to succumb to the series of mechanical actions
which had taken hold of me in five years of traveling back and forth: down the station steps, up the station steps, put down
my suitcase, take my ticket out of my coat pocket, pick up my suitcase, hand in my ticket, cross over to the newstand,
buy the evening newspaper, go outside and signal for a taxi.
Title: The Color Purple
Author: Alice Walker
You better not never tell nobody but God.
Title: A Confederate General from Big Sur
Author: Richard Brautigan
When I first heard about Big Sur I didn't know that it was a member of the Confederate
States of America.
Title: The Confessions of Nat Turner
Author: William Styron
TO THE PUBLIC - The late insurrection in Southampton has greatly excited the public mind and led to a
thousand idle, exaggerated and mischievous reports.
Title: Corelli's Mandolin
Author: Louis De Bernieres
Dr. Iannis had enjoyed a satisfactory day in which none of his patients had died or got any worse.
Title: The Count of Monte Cristo
Author: Alexandre Dumas
On the 24th of February, 1815, the lookout of Notre-Dame de la Garde signalled the three-master,
the Pharaon, from Smyrna, Trieste, and Naples. As usual, a pilot put off immediately, and rounding
the Chateau d'If, got on board the vessel between Cape Morgion and the Isle of Rion.
Title: Creation
Author: Gore Vidal
I am blind. But I am not deaf. Becuase of the incompleteness of my misfortune,
I was obliged yesterday to listen for nearly six hours to a self-styled historian
whose account of what the Athenians call "the Persian Wars" was nonsense
of a sort that were I less old and more privileged, I would have risen in my seat
at the Odeon and scandalized all Athens by answering him.
Title: The Cricket in Times Square
Author: George Selden
A mouse was looking at Mario.
The mouse's name was Tucker, and he was sitting in the opening of an abandoned drain
pipe in the subway station at Times Square.
Title: Crime and Punishment
Author: Fyodor Dostoevsky
On an exceptionally hot evening early in July a young man came out
of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and walked slowly, as
though in hesitation, towards K. bridge.
Title: The Crystal Cave
Author: Mary Stewart
I am an old man now, but then I was already past my prime when Arthur was crowned King.
Title: Cujo
Author: Stephen King
Not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine.
Title: The Cunning Man
Author: Robertson Davies
Should I have taken the false teeth?
Title: Curious George
Author: H.A. Rey
This is George. He lived in Africa.
Title: Death Kit
Author: Susan Sontag
Diddy the Good was taking a business trip.
Title: A Death in the Family
Author: James Agee
We are talking now of summer evenings in Knoxville, Tennessee in the time that I lived
there so successfully disguised to myself as a child.
Title: The Dispossessed
Author: Ursula Le Guin
There was a wall.
Title: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep
Author: Phillip Dick
A merry little surge of electricity piped by automatic alarm from the mood organ beside his bed awakened Rick Deckard.
( Movie: Blade Runner)
Title: Doctor Zhivago
Author: Boris Pasternak
On they went, singing "Rest Eternal," and whenever they stopped, their feet, the horses, and the gusts of wind
seemed to carry on their singing.
Title: Don Quixote
Author: Miguel de Cervantes
At a village of La Mancha, whose name I do not wish to remember, there
lived a little while ago one of those gentlemen who are wont to keep a
lance in the rack, an old buckler, a lean horse and a swift greyhound.
Title: Dracula
Author: Bram Stoker
3 May. Bistritz. - Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna
early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but the train was an hour late.
Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got from the train
and the little I could walk through the streets.
Title: Dune
Author: Frank Herbert
In the week before their departure to Arrakis, when all the final scurrying
about had reached a nearly unbearable frenzy, an old crone came to visit
the mother of the boy, Paul.
Title: Elmer Gantry
Author: Sinclair Lewis
Elmer Gantry was drunk. He was eloquently drunk, lovingly and pugnaciously drunk.
Title: Emma
Author: Jane Austen
Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home
and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings
of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world
with very little to distress or vex her.
Title: Endless Love
Author: Scott Spencer
When I was seventeen and in full obedience to my heart's most urgent commands,
I stepped far from the pathway of normal life and in a moment's time ruined everything I loved - I loved so deeply, and when the love was interrupted, when the incorporeal body of love shank back in terror and my own body was locked away, it was
hard for others to believe that a life so new could suffer so irrevocably.
Title: The English Patient
Author: Michael Ondaatje
She stands up in the garden where she has been working and looks into the distance.
Title: Ethan Frome
Author: Edith Wharton
I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally
happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.
Title: Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
Author: Tom Robbins
Amoebae leave no fossils.
Title: Exodus
Author: Leon Uris
The airplane plip-plopped down the runway to a halt before the big sign: WELCOME TO CYPRUS.
Title: The Exorcist
Author: William Peter Blatty
Like the brief doomed flare of exploding suns that registers dimly
on blind men's eyes, the beginning of the horror passed almost unnoticed;
in the shriek of what followed, in fact, was forgotten and perhaps not
connected to the horror at all.
Title: Expensive People
Author: Joyce Carol Oates
I was a child murderer.
Title: Fahrenheit 451
Author: Ray Bradbury
It was a pleasure to burn.
Title: Fear of Flying
Author: Erica Jong
There were 117 psychoanalysts on the Pan Am flight to Vienna and I'd been treated by at least six of them.
Title: The First Man in Rome
Author: Colleen McCollough
Having no personal commitment to either of the new consuls, Gaius Julius Caesar and
his son simply tacked themselves onto the procession which started nearest to their
own house, the procession of the senior consul, Marcus Minucius Rufus.
Title: The Fixer
Author: Bernard Malamud
From the small crossed window of his room above the stable in the brickyard, Yakov
Bok saw people in their long overcoats running somewhere early that morning, everybody
in the same direction.
Title: Foundation
Author: Isaac Asimov
His name was Gaal Dornick and he was just a country boy who had never seen Trantor
before.
Title: Frankenstein
Author: Mary Shelley
You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement
of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings.
Title: The French Lieutenant's Woman
Author: John Fowles
An easterly is the most disagreeable wind in Lyme Bay -- Lyme Bay being that largest byte from the underside of
England's outstretched southwestern leg -- and a person of curiousity could at once have deduced several strong
probabilities about the pair who began to walk down the quay at Lyme Regis, the small but ancient eponym of the
inbite, one incisively sharp and blustery morning in the late March of 1867.
Title: The Fruits of the Earth
Author: André Gide
Do not hope, Nathaniel, to find God here or there - but everywhere.
Title: Gateway
Author: Frederik Pohl
My name is Robinette Broadhead, in spite of which I am male.
Title: Giants in the Earth
Author: O. E. Rölvaag
Bright, clear sky over a plain so wide that the rim of the heavens cut down on it around the entire horizon.
Title: Giles Goat-Boy
Author: John Barth
George is my name; my deeds have been heard of in Tower Hall, and my childhood has been chronicled in the
Journal of Experimental Psychology.
Title: Go Tell It to the Mountain
Author: James Baldwin
Everyone had always said that John would be a preacher when he grew up, just like his
father.
Title: Go down, Moses
Author: William Faulkner
Isaac McCaslin, 'Uncle Ike', past seventy and nearer eighty than he ever corroborated any
more, a widower now and uncle to half a county and father to no one ---- this was not something
participated in or even seen by himself, but by his elder cousin, McCaslin Edmonds, grandson of
Isaac's father's sister and so descended by the distaff, yet not withstanding the inheritor, and
in his time the bequestor, of that which some had thought then and some still thought should
have been Isaac's, since his was the name in which the title to the land had first been granted
from the Indian patent and which some of the descendants of his father's slave still bore in
the land.
Title: The God of Small Things
Author: Arundhati Roy
May in Ayemenem is a hot, brooding month.
Title: The Godfather
Author: Mario Puzo
Amerigo Bonasera sat in New York Criminal Court Number 3 and waited
for justice; vengeance on the men who had so cruelly hurt his daughter,
who had tried to dishonor her.
Title: Goldfinger
Author: Ian Fleming
James Bond, wth two double bourbons inside him, sat back in the final departure lounge of Miami Airport
and thought about life and death.
Title: Gone with the Wind
Author: Margaret Mitchell
Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when
caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.
Title: The Good Earth
Author: Pearl Buck
It was Wang Lung's marriage day.
Title: The Good Soldier
Author: Ford Madox Ford
This is the saddest story I have ever heard.
Title: Goodnight Moon
Author: Margaret Wise Brown
In the great green room, there was a telephone and a red balloon.
Title: The Grapes of Wrath
Author: John Steinbeck
To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth.
Title: Gravity's Rainbow
Author: Thomas Pynchon
A screaming comes across the sky.
Title: Great Expectations
Author: Charles Dickens
My father's family name being Pirrip, and my christian name Philip,
my infant tongue could make of both names nothing
longer or more explicit than Pip.
Title: The Great Gatsby
Author: F. Scott Fitzgerald
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice
that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
Title: Great Lion of God
Author: Taylor Caldwell
"He is very ugly," said his mother.
Title: Grendel
Author: John Gardner
The old ram stands looking down over rockslides, stupidly triumphant.
Title: The Gulag Archipelago
Author: Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
How do people get to this clandestine Archipelago?
Title: The Hand in Glove
Author: Rex Stout
It was not surprising that Sylvia Raffray, on that Saturday in September, had
occasion for discourse with various men, none of them utterly ordinary, and with one remarkable
young woman; it was not surprising that all this happened without any special effort
on Sylvia's part, for she was rich, personable to an extreme, an orphan, and six months
short of twenty-one years.
Title: Hard Times
Author: Charles Dickens
Now, what I want is Facts.
Title: Harold and Maud
Author: Colin Higgins
Harold Chasen stepped up on the chair and placed the noose about his neck.
Title: The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
Author: Carson McCullers
In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together.
Title: Heart of Darkness
Author: Joseph Conrad
Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of sails, and
was at rest.
Title: Herzog
Author: Saul Bellow
If I am out of my mind, it's all right with me thought Moses Herzog.
Title: The Hobbit
Author: J.R.R. Tolkien
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.
Title: The Honourable Schoolboy
Author: John le Carré
Afterwards, in the dusty little corners where London's secret servants drink together, there was argument about where the Dolphin case history should really begin.
Title: The Hotel New Hampshire
Author: John Irving
The summer my father bought the bear, none of us was born - we weren't even conceived:
not Frank, the oldest; not Fanny, the loudest; not me, the next; and not the youngest
of us, Lilly and Egg.
Title: The Hound of the Baskervilles
Author: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not
infrequent occasions when he was up all night, was seated at the breakfast table.
Title: The House of the Seven Gables
Author: Nathaniel Hawthorne
Halfway down a bystreet of one of our New England towns stands a rusty
wooden house, with seven acutely peaked gables, facing towards various
points of the compass, and a huge, clustered chimney in the midst.
Title: Housekeeping
Author: Marilynne Robinson
My name is Ruth. I grew up with my sister, Lucille, under the care of my grandmother, Mrs. Sylvia Foster,
and when she died, of her sisters-in-law, Misses Lily and Nona Foster, and when they fled, of her daughter,
Mrs. Sylvia Fisher.
Title: Humboldt's Gift
Author: Saul Bellow
The book of ballads published by Von Humboldt Fleisher in Thirties was an immediate hit.
Title: The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
Author: Victor Hugo
It was three hundred forty-eight years, six months, and nineteen days
ago today that the citizens of Paris were awakened by the pealing of all
the bells in the triple precincts of the City, the University, and the
Town.
Title: The Hundred Secret Senses
Author: Amy Tan
My sister Kwan believes she has yin eyes.
Title: I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
Author: Maya Angelou
When I was three and Bailey was four, we had arrived in the musty little town,
wearing tags on our wrists which instructed - "To Whom It May Concern" -
that we were Marguerite and Bailey Johnson Jr., from Long Beach, California,
en route to Stamps, Arkansas, c/o Mrs. Annie Henderson.
Title: I, Claudius
Author: Robert Graves
I, Tiberius Claudius Drusus Nero Germanicus This-that-and-the-other (for I shall not
trouble you yet with all my titles) who was once, and not so long ago either, known
to my friends and relatives and associates as "Claudius the Idiot", or "That Claudius",
or "Claudius the Stammerer", or "Clau-Clau-Claudius" or at best as "Poor Uncle Claudius",
am now about ot write this strange history of my life; starting from my earliest chilhood
and continuing year by year until I reach the fateful point of change where, some eight years
ago, at the age of fifty-one, I suddenly found myself caught in what I may call the
"golden predicament" from which I have never since become disentangled.
Title: I, Robot
Author: Isaac Asimov
I looked at my notes and I didn't like them. I'd spent three days at U.S. Robots and
might as well have spent them at home with the Encyclopedia Tellurica.
Title: In Cold Blood
Author: Truman Capote
The village of Holcomb stands on the high wheat plains of western Kansas,
a lonesome area that other Kansans call "out there".
Title: The Indian in the Cupboard
Author: Lynne Reid Banks
It was not that Omri didn't appreciate Patrick's birthday present to him.
Title: Invisible Man
Author: Ralph Ellison
I am an invisible man.
Title: The Ipcress File
Author: Len Deighton
They came through on the hot line at about half past two in the afternoon.
Title: The Island of Doctor Moreau
Author: H.G. Wells
I do not propose to add anything to what has already been written concerning the loss of the "Lady
Vain."
Title: Jane Eyre
Author: Charlotte Brontë
There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
Title: Jaws
Author: Peter Benchley
The great fish moved silently through the night water, propelled by
short sweeps of its crescent tail.
Title: Jitterbug Perfume
Author: Tom Robbins
The beet is the most intense of vegetables.
Title: The Joy Luck Club
Author: Amy Tan
My father asked me to be the fourth corner at the Joy Luck Club.
Title: The Jungle Book
Author: Rudyard Kipling
It was seven o'clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up
from his day's rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to
get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips.
Title: Kidnapped
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
I will begin the story of my adventures with a certain morning
early in the month of June, the year of grace 1751, when I took
the key for the last time out of the door of my father's house.
Title: Kim
Author: Rudyard Kipling
He sat in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun of Zam-Zammeh on her brick platform opposite the old
Ajaibgher - the Wonder House, as the natives called the Lahore Museum.
Title: The King Must Die
Author: Mary Renault
The Citadel of Troizen, where the Palace stands, was built by giants before anyone remembers.
Title: King Solomon's Mines
Author: H.R. Haggard
It is a curious thing that at my age, fifty-five last birthday, I should find myself taking up a
pen to try and write a history.
Title: The King's General
Author: Daphne du Maurier
September 1653. The last of summer. The first chill winds of autumn.
Title: Kristin Lavransdatter
Author: Sigrid Undset
When the lands and goods of Ivar Gjesling the younger, of Sundbu, were divided after his death in 1306,
his lands in Sil of Gudbrandsdal fell to his daughter Ragnfrid and her husband Lavrans Björngulfsön.
Title: The Last of the Mohicans
Author: James Fenimore Cooper
It was a feature peculiar to the colonial wars of North America, that the toils and dangers of the
wilderness were to be encountered before the adverse hosts could meet.
Title: Left Hand of Darkness
Author: Ursula Le Guin
I'll make my report as if I told a story, for I was taught as a child on my homeworld
that Truth is a matter of the imagination.
Title: Les Misérables
Author: Victor Hugo
In 1815, M. Charles-Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of D----
Title: Lincoln
Author: Gore Vidal
Elihu B. Washburne opened his gold watch.
Title: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Author: C. S. Lewis
Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmond, and Lucy.
Title: The Little Engine that Could
Author: Watty Piper
Chug, chug, chug. Puff, puff, puff. Ding-dong, ding-dong
Title: Little Men
Author: Louisa May Alcott
"Please, sir, is this Plumfield?" asked a ragged boy of the man who opened
the great gate at which the omnibus left him.
Title: A Little Princess
Author: Frances Hodgson Burnett
Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick
and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted
and the shop windows blazed with gas as they do at night, an
odd-looking little girl sat in a cab with her father and was
driven rather slowly through the big thoroughfares.
Title: Little Women
Author: Louisa May Alcott
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled
Jo, lying on the rug.
Title: Lolita
Author: Vladimir Nabokov
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loin.
Title: Look Homeward, Angel
Author: Thomas Wolfe
A destiny that leads the English to the Dutch is strange enough; but one that leads from Epsom into Pennsylvannia, and
thence into the hills that shut in Altamont over the proud coral cry of the cock, and the soft stone smile of the angel, is touched by
that dark miracle of chance which makes new magic in a dusty world.
Title: Lord Jim
Author: Joseph Conrad
He was an inch, perhaps two, under six feet, powerfully built, and he advanced straight
at you with a slight stoop of the shoulders, head forward, and a fixed from-under stare
which made you think of a charging bull.
Title: Lord of Light
Author: Roger Zelazny
His followers called him Mahasamatman and said he was a god. He preferred to drop the
Maha- and the -atman, however, and called himself Sam.
Title: Lord of the Flies
Author: William Golding
The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his
way towards the lagoon.
Title: Love Story
Author: Erich Segal
What can you say about a 25 year old girl who died?
Title: Madame Bovary
Author: Gustave Flaubert
We were in the study-hall when the headmaster entered, followed by a new boy not yet in school uniform and by the
handyman carrying a large desk.
Title: Madeline
Author: Ludwig Bemelmans
In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.
Title: Main Street
Author: Sinclair Lewis
This is America -- a town of a few thousand, in a region of wheat and corn and dairies
and little groves.
The town is, in our tale, called "Gopher Prairie, Minnesota." But its Main Street is the
continuation of Main Streets everywhere.
Title: Make Way for Ducklings
Author: Robert McCloskey
Mr. and Mrs. Mallard were looking for a place to live.
Title: The Maltese Falcon
Author: Dashiell Hammett
Samuel Spade's jaw was long and bony, his chin a jutting v under the more flexible
v of his mouth.
Title: The Man Who Was Thursday
Author: G. K. Chesterton
The suburb of Saffron Park lay on the sunset side of London, as red and ragged as a cloud
of sunset.
Title: The Man of Property
Author: John Galsworthy
Those privileged to be present at a family festival of the Forsythes have seen that charming and instructive
sight - an upper middle class family in full plumage.
Title: Marathon Man
Author: William Goldman
Everytime he drove through Yorkville, Rosenbaum got angry, just on general principles.
Title: Mary Poppins
Author: P.L. Travers
If you want to find Cherry Tree Lane all you have to do is ask a policeman at the crossroads.
Title: Metamorphosis
Author: Franz Kafka
As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed
into a giant insect.
Title: Middlemarch
Author: George Eliot
Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.
Title: The Mill on the Floss
Author: George Eliot
A wide plain, where the broadening Floss hurries on between its green banks to the sea, and the
loving tide, rushing to meet it, checks its passage with an impetuous embrace.
Title: The Mirror Crack'd
Author: Agatha Christie
Miss Jane Marple was sitting by her window.
Title: Mists of Avalon
Author: Marion Zimmer Bradley
Even in high summer, Tintagel was a haunted place; Igraine, Lady of Duke Gorlois, looked out over the sea from the headland.
Title: Moby Dick
Author: Herman Melville
Call me Ishmael.
Title: The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress
Author: Robert Heinlein
I see in Lunaya Pravda that Luna City Council has passed on first reading
a bill to examine, license, inspect - and tax - public food vendors operating
inside municipal pressure.
Title: More Than Human
Author: Theodore Sturgeon
The idiot lived in a black and gray world, punctuated by the white lightning of
hunger and the flickering of fear.
Title: The Mosquito Coast
Author: Paul Theroux
We drove past Tiny Polski's mansion house to the main road, and then the five miles into
Northampton, Father talking the whole way about savages and the awfulness of America - how
it got turned into a dope-taking, door locking, ulcerated danger zone of rabid scavengers
and criminal millionaires and moral sneaks.
Title: The Mouse That Roared
Author: Leonard Wibberley
The Duchy of Grand Fenwick lies in a precipitous fold of the northern Alps and
embraces in its tumbling landscape portions of three valleys, a river, one complete
mountain with an elevation of two thousand feet and a castle.
Title: Mr. Popper's Penguins
Author: Richard and Florence Atwater
It was an afternoon in late September. In the pleasant city of Stillwater, Mr. Popper,
the house painter, was going home from work.
Title: Mrs. Piggle Wiggle
Author: Betty MacDonald
I expect I might as well begin by telling you about Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle so that whenever
I mention her name, which I do very often in this book, you will not interrupt and ask,
"Who is Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle?"
Title: My Ántonia
Author: Willa Cather
I first heard of Ántonia on what seemed to me an interminable journey across the great midland plains of North America.
Title: Myra Breckinridge
Author: Gore Vidal
I am Myra Breckinridge whom no man will ever possess.
Title: Native Son
Author: Richard Wright
Brrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinng! An alarm clock clanged in the dark and silent room.
A bed spring creaked. A womans' voice sang out impatiently: "Bigger, shut that thing
off!"
Title: Neuromancer
Author: William Gibson
The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.
Title: Of Human Bondage
Author: W. Somerset Maugham
The day broke gray and dull.
Title: Of Mice and Men
Author: John Steinbeck
A few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close to the hill-side bank and runs deep and green.
Title: The Old Man and the Sea
Author: Ernest Hemingway
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf stream and he had gone 84 days now
without taking a fish.
Title: Old Yeller
Author: Fred Gipson
We called him Old Yeller.
Title: On the Road
Author: Jack Kerouac
I first met Dean not long after my wife and I split up.
Title: One Hundred Years of Solitude
Author: Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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.
Title: The Optimist's Daughter
Author: Eudora Welty
A nurse held the door open for them. Judge McKelva going first, then his daughter
Laurel, then his wife Fay, they walked into the windowless room where the doctor
would make his examination.
Title: Orlando
Author: Virginia Woolf
He - for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something
to disguise it - was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the
rafters.
Title: The Painted Bird
Author: Jerzy Kosinski
In the first weeks of World War II, in the fall of 1939, a six year old boy from a large city in Eastern Europe
was sent by his parents, like thousands of other children, to the shelter of a distant village.
Title: A Passage to India
Author: E.M. Forster
Except for the Marabar Caves - and they are twenty miles off - the city of Chandrapore presents nothing extraordinary.
Title: Paul Clifford
Author: Edward Bulwer-Lytton
It was a dark and stormy night and the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals,
when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London
that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty
flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.
Title: The Pearl
Author: John Steinbeck
Kino awakened in the near dark.
Title: The Personal History of David Copperfield
Author: Charles Dickens
Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether
that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show..
Title: Persuasion
Author: Jane Austen
Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch Hall, in Sommersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement,
never took up any book but the Baronetage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and
consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect,
by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents; there any unwelcome sensations,
arising from domestic affairs, changed naturally into pity and contempt, as he turned over the
almost endless creations of the last century - and there, if every other leaf were powerless,
he could read his own history with an interest that never failed - this was the page at which the
favourite volume always opened:
ELLIOT OF KELLYNCH HALLWalter Elliot,
born March 1, 1760, married, July 15, 1784, Elizabeth, daughter of James Stevenson, Esq. of South
Park, in the county of Gloucester; by which lady (who died 1800) he has issue Elizabeth, born June 1, 1785;
Anne, born August 9, 1787; a stillborn son, Nov. 5, 1789; Mary, born Nov. 20, 1791.
Title: Peter Pan
Author: J. M. Barrie
All children, except one, grow up.
Title: Peyton Place
Author: Grace Metalious
Indian summer is like a woman. Ripe, hotly passionate, but fickle, she comes and goes as she pleases
so that one in never sure whether she will come at all, nor for how long she will stay.
Title: The Phantom Tollbooth
Author: Norton Juster
There was a boy named Milo who didn't know what to do with himself - not just sometimes, but always.
Title: The Picture of Dorian Gray
Author: Oscar Wilde
The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the
trees of the garden there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate
perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.
Title: Pigs in Heaven
Author: Barbara Kingsolver
Women on their own run in Alice's family.
Title: The Pilgrim's Progress
Author: John Bunyan
As I walked through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den, and I
laid me down in that place to sleep: and, as I slept, I dreamed a dream.
Title: A Place to Come To
Author: Robert Penn Warren
I was the only boy, or girl either, in the public school in the town of Dugton,
Claxford County, Alabama, whose father had ever got killed in the middle of the
night standing up in the front of his wagon to piss on the hindquarters of one of
a span of mules and, being drunk, pitching forward on his head, still hanging onto his dong, and hitting the pike in such a position and condition that both the left front and left rear wheels of the wagon rolled, with perfect precision, over his
unconscious neck, his having passed out being, no doubt, the reason he took the fatal plunge in the first place.
Title: Portnoy's Complaint
Author: Philip Roth
She was so deeply imbedded in my consciousness that for the first year of school
I seemed to have believed that each of my teachers was my mother in disguise.
Title: Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Author: James Joyce
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow
that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo.
Title: The Poseidon Adventure
Author: Paul Gallico
At seven o'clock, the morning of the 26th of December, the S.S. Poseidon, 81,000 tons,
homeward bound for Lisbon after a month-long Christmas cruise to African and South American
ports, suddenly found herself in the midst of an unaccountable swell, 400 miles south-west
of the Azores, and began to roll like a pig.
Title: Possessing the Secret of Joy
Author: Alice Walker
I did not realize for a long time that I was dead.
Title: A Prayer for Owen Meany
Author: John Irving
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.
Title: Pride and Prejudice
Author: Jane Austen
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession
of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
Title: The Princess Bride
Author: William Goldman
This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it.
Title: Prizzi's Honor
Author: Richard Condon
Corrado Prizzi's granddaughter was being married before the baroque altar of Santa Grazia
de Traghetto, the lucky church of the Prizzi family.
Title: The Quiet American
Author: Graham Greene
After dinner I sat and waited for Pyle in my room over the rue Catinat: he had said,
"I'll be with you at latest by ten," and when midnight had struck I couldn't stay
quiet any longer and went down into the street.
Title: Quinn's Book
Author: William Kennedy
I, Daniel Quinn, neither the first nor the last of a line of such Quinn's, set eyes on Maud the
wondrous on a late December day in 1849 on the banks of the river of the aristocrats and paupers,
just as the great courtesan Magdalena Colón, also known as La Última, a woman
whose presence turned men into spittling, masturbating pigs, boarded a skiff to carry her
across the river's icy water from Albany to Greenbush, her first stop en route to the city of
Troy, a community of iron, where later that evening she was scheduled to enact, yet again, her
role as the lascivious Lais, that fabled prostitute who spurned Demosthenes' gold and yielded
free to Diogenes, the virtuous, impecunious tub-dweller.
Title: Rabbit Is Rich
Author: John Updike
Running out of gas, Rabbit Angstrom thinks as he stands behind the summer-dusty
windows of the Springer Motors display room watching the traffic go by on Route 111,
traffic somehow thin and scared compared to what it used to be.
Title: Rabbit Redux
Author: John Updike
Men emerge pale from the little printing plant at four sharp, ghosts for an instant,
blinking, until the outdoor light overcomes the look of constant indoor light clinging
to them.
Title: Rabbit at Rest
Author: John Updike
Standing amid the tan, excited post-Christmas crowd at the Southwest Florida Regional
Airport, Rabbit Angstrom has a funny sudden feeling that what he has come to meet, what's
floating in unseen about to land, is not his son Nelson and daughter-in-law Pru and their
two children but something more ominous and intimately his: his own death, shaped
vaguely like an airplane.
Title: Rabbit, Run
Author: John Updike
Boys are playing basketball around a telephone pole with a blackboard bolted to it.
Title: Ragtime
Author: E. L. Doctorow
In 1902 Father built a house at the crest of the Broadview Avenue hill in New Rochelle,
New York.
Title: Rebecca
Author: Daphne du Maurier
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderly again.
Title: The Red Badge of Courage
Author: Stephen Crane
The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the
hills, resting.
Title: Redwall
Author: Brian Jacques
Mathias cut a comical figure as he hobbled his way along the cloisters, with his large sandals flip-flopping
and his tail peeping from beneath the baggy folds of an oversized novice's habit.
Title: Rich Man, Poor Man
Author: Irwin Shaw
Mr. Donnelly, the track coach, ended the day's practice early because Henry Fuller's
father came down to the high-school field to tell Henry that they had just got a telegram from
Washington announcing that Henry's brother had been killed in action in Germany.
Title: Ridley Walker
Author: Russell Hoban
On my naming day when I come 12 I gone front spear and kilt a wyld boar he parbly
ben the las wyld pig on the Bundel Downs any how there hadnt ben none for a long time
befor him nor I aint looking to see none agen.
Title: Ringworld
Author: Larry Niven
In the night time heat of Beirut in one of a row of general address transfer booths,
Louis Wu flicked into reality.
Title: The Road to Wellville
Author: T. Coraghessan Boyle
Dr. John Harvey Kellogg, inventor of the cornflake and peanut butter, not to mention caramel-cereal coffee, Bromose,
Nuttolene and some seventy-five other gastronomically correct foods, paused to level his gaze on the heavyset women
in front of him.
Title: Robinson Crusoe
Author: Daniel Defoe
I was born in the year 1632, in the city of York, of a good family, though not of that country,
my father being a foreigner of Bremen, who settled first at Hull. He got a good estate by
merchandise, and leaving off his trade lived afterward at York, from whence he had married
my mother, whose relations were named Robinson, a good family in that country, and from
whom I was called Robinson Kreutznear; but by the usual corruption of words in England we
are now called, nay, we call ourselves, and write our name, Crusoe, and so my companions
always called me.
Title: Roots
Author: Alex Haley
Early in the spring of 1750, in the village of Juffure, four days upriver from the coast
of Gambia, West Africa, a manchild was born to Omoro and Binta Kinte.
Title: Rosemary's Baby
Author: Ira Levin
Rosemary and Guy Woodhouse had signed a lease on a five-room apartment in a geometric
white house on First Avenue when they received word, from a woman named Mrs. Cortez, that a
four-room apartment in Bramford had become available.
Title: Rubyfruit Jungle
Author: Rita Mae Brown
No one remembers her beginnings.
Title: Sanctuary
Author: William Faulkner
From behind the screen of bushes which surrounded the spring, Popeye watched the man
drinking.
Title: The Sand Pebbles
Author: Richard McKenna
"Hello, ship" Jake Holman said under his breath.
Title: The Satanic Verses
Author: Salman Rushdie
"To be born again " sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, "first
you have to die."
Title: The Scarlet Letter
Author: Nathaniel Hawthorne
A throng of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed
with women, some wearing hoods, and others bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden edifice, the door of which
was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron spikes.
Title: The Secret Garden
Author: Frances Hodgson Burnett
When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most
disagreeable-looking child ever seen.
Title: A Separate Peace
Author: John Knowles
I went back to the Devon School not long ago, and found it looking oddly newer than when I was a student there fifteen years before.
Title: Shane
Author: Jack Schaefer
He rode into our valley in the summer of '89.
Title: She
Author: H. Rider Haggard
There are some events of which each circumstance and surrounding detail seem to be graven on
the memory in such a fashion that we cannot forget them.
Title: Ship of Fools
Author: Katherine Anne Porter
August, 1931 - The port town of Veracruz is a little purgatory between land and
sea for the traveler, but the people who live there are very fond of themselves and
the town they have helped to make.
Title: The Shipping News
Author: E. Annie Proulx
Here is an account of a few years in the life of Quoyle, born in Brooklyn and raised in a shuffle of dreary upstate towns.
Title: Shosha
Author: Isaac Bashevis Singer
I was brought up on three dead languages - Hebrew, Aramaic, and Yiddish (some consider the last not
a language at all) - and in a culture that developed in Babylon: the Talmud.
Title: Siddharta
Author: Hermann Hesse
In the shade of the house, in the sunshine on the river bank by the boats, in the shade of the sallow wood and the
fig trees, Siddharta, the handsome Brahmin's son, grew up with his friend Govinda.
Title: Silas Marner
Author: George Eliot
In the days when the spinning-wheels hummed busily in the farmhouses -- and even great ladies,
clothed in silk and thread-lace, had their toy spinning-wheels of polished oak -- there might be seen in
districts far away among the lanes, or deep in the bosom of the hills, certain pallid undersized men,
who, by the side of the brawny country-folk, looked like the remnants of a disinherited race.
Title: Slapstick
Author: Kurt Vonnegut
To whom it may concern: It is springtime.
Title: Slaughterhouse-Five
Author: Kurt Vonnegut
All this happened, more or less.
Title: Small Change
Author: Marge Piercy
Beth was looking in the mirror of her mother's vanity.
Title: Smilla's Sense of Snow
Author: Peter Høeg
It's freezing - an extraordinary 0º fahrenheit - and it's snowing, and in the language that is no longer mine
the snow is qanik - big almost weightless crystals falling in clumps and covering the ground with a layer of
pulverized white frost.
Title: Snow Falling on Cedars
Author: David Guterson
The accused man, Kabuo Miyamoto, sat proudly upright with a rigid grace, his palms
placed softly on the defendents table - the posture of a man who has detached himself
insofar as this is possible at his own trial.
Title: Something Happened
Author: Joseph Heller
I get the willies when I see closed doors.
Title: The Sot-Weed Factor
Author: John Barth
In the last years of the seventeenth century there was to be found among the fops and fools
of the London coffee-houses one rangy, gangling flitch called Ebenezer Cooke, more
ambitious than talented, and yet more talented than prudent, who, like his friends-in-folly,
all of whom were supposed to be educating at Oxford or Cambridge, had found the sound of
Mother English more fun to game with than her sense to labor over, and so rather than
applying himself to the pains of scholarship, had learned the knack of versifying, and
ground out quires of couplets after the fashion of the day, afroth with Joves and
Jupiters, aclang with jarring rhymes, and sting-taut with similes stretched to the
snapping point.
Title: The Sound and the Fury
Author: William Faulkner
Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
Title: The Source
Author: James A. Michener
On Tuesday the freighter steamed through the Straits of Gibraltar and for five
days plowed eastward through the Mediterranean, past islands and peninsulas
rich in history, so that on Saturday night the steward advised Dr. Cullinane,
"If you wish an early sight of the Holy Land you must be up at dawn.
Title: The Spy Who Came in from the Cold
Author: John le Carré
The American handed handed Leamas another cup of coffee and said, "Why don't you
go back and sleep? We can ring you if he shows up."
Title: The Stars My Destinaton
Author: Alfred Bester
This was a Golden Age, a time of high adventure, rich living, and hard dying ... but
nobody thought so.
Title: Still Life with Woodpecker
Author: Tom Robbins
In the last quarter of the twentieth century, at a time when Western civilization was
declining too rapidly for comfort and yet too slowly to be very exciting, much of the
world sat on the edge of an increasingly expensive theater seat, waiting - with various
combinations of dread, hope, and ennui - for something momentous to occur.
Title: Stones from the River
Author: Ursula Hegi
As a child Trudi Montag thought everyone knew what went on inside of others.
Title: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance, that was never lighted by a
smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long,
dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable.
Title: The Stranger
Author: Albert Camus
Mother died today.
Title: Stranger in a Strange Land
Author: Robert Heinlein
Once upon a time there was a Martian named Valentine Michael Smith.
Title: Stuart Little
Author: E.B. White
When Mrs. Frederick C. Little's second son arrived, everybody noticed that he was not much
bigger than a mouse.
Title: Sula
Author: Toni Morrison
In that place, where they tore the night shade and blackberry patches from their roots to make room for the
Medallion City Golf Course, there was once a neighrborhood.
Title: The Sun Also Rises
Author: Ernest Hemingway
Robert Cohn was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton. Do not think that I am
very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it meant a lot to Cohn.
Title: The Swiss Family Robinson
Author: Johann Wyss
For many days we had been tempest-tossed.
Title: Tale of Two Cities
Author: Charles Dickens
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age
of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of
belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light,
it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it
was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had
nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we
were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so.
Title: The Teachings of Don Juan
Author: Carlos Castaneda
My notes on my first session with don Juan are dated June 23,1961.
Title: Terms of Endearment
Author: Larry McMurtry
"The success of a marriage invariably depends on the woman," Mrs. Greenway
said.
Title: Tess of the D'Urbervilles
Author: Thomas Hardy
On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of
Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor.
Title: Their Eyes Were Watching God
Author: Zora Neale Hurston
Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.
Title: The Thin Man
Author: Dashiell Hammett
I was leaning against a bar in a speak-easy on Fifty-second Street, waiting for Nora
to finish her Christmas shopping, when a girl got up from the table where she had
been sitting with three other people and came over to me.
Title: The Thirteen Clocks
Author: James Thurber
Once upon a time, in a gloomy castle on a lonely hill, where there were thirteen clocks that wouldn't
go, there lived a cold, aggressive Duke, and his neice, the Princess Saralinda.
Title: The Thorn Birds
Author: Colleen McCullough
On December 8th, 1915, Meggie Cleary had her fourth birthday.
Title: A Thousand Acres
Author: Jane Smiley
At sixty miles an hour, you could pass our farm in a minute, on County Road 686, which ran due north into the T intersection at Cabot Street Road.
Title: The Three Muskateers
Author: Alexandre Dumas
On the first Monday of the month of April, 1625, the town of Meung, in which the author of The Romance of the Rose
was born, appeared to be in a perfect state of revolution as if the Hugenots had just made a second Rochelle of it.
Title: The Time Machine
Author: H.G. Wells
The Time Traveler (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter
to us.
Title: The Tin Drum
Author: Günter Grass
Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my keeper is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight;
there's a peephole in the door, and my keeper's eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a
blue-eyed type like me.
Title: Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
Author: John le Carré
The truth is, if old Major Dover hadn't dropped dead at Taunton races Jim would never
have come to Thursgood's at all.
Title: To Kill a Mockingbird
Author: Harper Lee
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
Title: To Your Scattered Bodies Go
Author: Philip Jose Farmer
His wife had held him in her arms as if she could keep death away from him.
He had cried out, "My God, I am a dead man!"
Title: Trainspotting
Author: Irvine Welsh
The sweat wis lashing oafay Sick Boy; he is trembling.
Title: Treasure Island
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
Squire Trelawney, Dr. Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen
having asked me to write down the whole particulars about
Treasure island, from the beginning to the end, keeping nothing back
but the bearings of the island, and that only because there is still
treasure not yet lifted, I take up my pen in the year of grace 17 - , and
go back to the time when my father kept the `Admiral Benbow'
inn, and the brown old seaman, with the sabre cut, first took up his
lodging under our roof.
Title: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Author: Betty Smith
Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn, New York.
Title: Tropic of Cancer
Author: Henry Miller
I am living at the Villa Borghese. There is not a crumb of dirt anywhere nor a chair misplaced. We are alone here
and we are dead.
Title: True Grit
Author: Charles Portis
People do not give it credence that a fourteen-year-old girl could leave home and go off
in the wintertime to avenge her father's blood but it did not seem so strange then, although
I will say it did not happen every day.
Title: The Turn of the Screw
Author: Henry James
The story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless, but except the obvious
remark that it was gruesome, as, on Christmas Eve in an old house, a strange tale should essentially be,
I remember no comment uttered till somebody happen to say that it was the only case he
had met in which such a visitation had fallen on a child.
Title: The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Author: Milan Kundera
The idea of eternal return is a mysterious one, and Nietzche has often perplexed other philosophers with it: to think
that everything recurs as we once experienced it, and that the recurrence itself recurs ad infinitum! What does this mad
myth signify?
Title: Uncle Tom's Cabin
Author: Harriet Beecher Stowe
Late in the afternoon of a chilly day in February, two
gentlemen were sitting alone over their wine, in a well-furnished
dining parlor, in the town of P----, in Kentucky.
Title: Underworld
Author: Don DeLillo
I was driving a Lexus through a rustling wind.
Title: Vanity Fair
Author: William Makepeace Thackery
While the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June,
there drove up to the great iron gate of Miss Pinkerton's academy for young ladies,
on Chiswick Mall, a large family coach, with two fat horses in blazing harness, driven
by a fat coachman in a three cornered hat and wig, at the rate of four miles an hour.
Title: Venus Envy
Author: Rita Mae Brown
Dying's not so bad. At least I won't have to answer the telephone.
Title: The Violent Bear It Away
Author: Flannery O'Connor
Francis Marion Tarwater's uncle had been dead for only half a day when the boy
got too drunk to finish digging his grave and a Negro named Buford Munson, who had
come to get a jug filled, had to finish it and drag the body from the breakfast
table where it was still sitting and bury it in a decent and Christian way, with
the sign of its Savior at the head of the grave and enough dirt on top to keep
the dogs from digging it up.
Title: Waiting to Exhale
Author: Terry McMillan
Right now I'm supposed to be all geeked up because I'm getting ready for a New Year's
Eve party that some guy named Lionel invited me to.
Title: Walden
Author: Henry David Thoreau
When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I
lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house
which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord,
Massachusetts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only.
Title: War and Peace
Author: Leo Tolstoy
"Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the
Buonapartes."
Title: The War of the Worlds
Author: H.G. Wells
No one would have believed in the last years of the
nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly
and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as
mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their
various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps
almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scru-
tinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a
drop of water.
Title: Way Station
Author: Clifford Simak
The noise was ended now. The smoke drifted like thin gray wisps of fog above the
tortured earth and the shattered fences and peach trees that had been whittled into
toothpicks by cannon fire.
Title: The Wind in the Willows
Author: Kenneth Grahame
The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home.
Title: The Winds of War
Author: Herman Wouk
Commander Victor Henry rode a taxi-cab home from the Navy building on Constitution Avenue, in a
gusty gray March rainstorm that matched his mood.
Title: Woman in White
Author: Wilkie Collins
This is the story of what a Woman's patience can endure, and what a Man's resolution can
achieve.
Title: Women In Love
Author: D. H. Lawrence
Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen sat one morning in the window-bay of their father's house in Beldover,
working and talking.
Title: The Women of Brewster Place
Author: Gloria Naylor
Brewster Place was the bastard child of several clandestine meetings between the
alderman of the sixth district and the managing director of the Unico Realty Company.
Title: The Wonderful Wizard of OZ
Author: Frank Baum
Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with
Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer's
wife.
Title: The World According to Garp
Author: John Irving
Garp's mother, Jenny Fields, was arrested in Boston in 1942 for wounding
a man in a movie theater.
Title: A Wrinkle In Time
Author: Madeline L'Engle
It was a dark and stormy night.
Title: Wuthering Heights
Author: Emily Brontë
1801-- I have just returned from a visit to my landlord -- the solitary
neighbor that I shall be troubled with.
Title: You Can't Go Home Again
Author: Thomas Wolfe
It was the hour of twilight on a soft spring day toward the end of April in the year
of Our Lord 1929, and George Webber leaned his elbows on the sill of his back window
and looked out at what he could see of New York.
Total number of titles is: 308
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