A few of my aspirations: do a headstand in yoga; lose five pounds by New Year’s Eve; and write a perfect first line for my novel-in-progress. Easy, right? I wish. I’ve pretty much given up on the headstand and five-pound weight loss, but I’m still trying to write a great opening line for my novel. Hoping for inspiration, I plucked some favorite books off my shelves and compiled a list of their first lines. Some are subtle, some are serious, some are funny, but all are better than mine! If, like me, you need a little inspiration, here are some of the best opening lines ever. (Or some really great ones, anyway.)



Living in Trenton in July is like living inside a big pizza oven. 
Four to Score, Janet Evanovich



There is no lake at Camp Green Lake. 
Holes, Louis Sachar



The circus arrives without warning.
The Night Circus, Erin Morgenstern



Jack Reacher ordered espresso, double, no peel, no cube, foam cup, no china, and before it arrived at his table he saw a man’s life change forever. 
The Hard Way, Lee Child



Scarlett O’Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.   
Gone With the Wind, Margaret Mitchell



When I was born, the name for what I was did not exist.
Circe, Madeline Miller



I had just come to accept that my life would be ordinary when extraordinary things began to happen.  
Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, Ransom Riggs



Look, I didn’t want to be a half-blood.  
The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan



I’ve watched through his eyes, I’ve listened through his ears, and I tell you he’s the one. 
Ender’s Game, Orson Scott Card



If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book.  
The Bad Beginning, Lemony Snicket



This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it.  
The Princess Bride, William Goldman

What are your favorite first lines? Let us know below!

2 thoughts on “A Fine Line

  1. I always liked the first line of THe Hobbit.

    “In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.”

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