Can you name the title of a book from its first or last line, or stump the forum?
Example:
I post:
"But I reckon I got to light oput for the Territory ahead of the rest, because Aunt Sally - she's going to adopt me and sivilize me and I can't stand it. I been there before."
And Jason, being clever, would correctly answer:
"The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, by Mark Twain"
Or,
I post:
"It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen."
And Jason, heedless of the boundary between being clever and showing off, would correctly answer:
"1984, by George Orwell"
Comments
"There was Eru, the One, who in Arda is called Iluvatar; and he made first the Ainur, the Holy Ones, that were the offspring of his thought, and they were with him before aught else was made."
The Silmarillion, by J.R.R. Tolkien
Slightly harder:
"Tom Sanders never intended to be late for work on Monday, June 15."
Harder still
"I scowled at the crowd squeezed into Jersey City's Roosevelt Stadium, a decaying ballpark in a grimy city."
Hardest of all (last line)
"I closed the door with a quiet hand and left him lying there, a small dusty man in a small dusty room."
"It was love at first sight. The first time he saw the chaplain he fell madly in love with him."
Paraphrased.
"I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I'm not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares."
Edit: I bet no one will get this quote. Although it is out of one the most important books in history.
"On those cloudy days, Robert Neville was never sure when sunset came, and sometimes they were in the streets before he could get back."
No way I can use the last line.
Easy: "I sent one boy to the gaschamber at Huntsville. One and only one. My arrest and my testimony."
Hard: "Maybe knowing isn't the point. Where we're standing right now, in the ruins in the dark, what we build could be anything"
Last: "While we, Chani, we who carry the name of concubine - history will call us wives."
This is an easy one.
"In the corner of a firt-class smoking carriage, Mr. Justice Wargrave, lately retired from the bench, puffed at a cigar and ran an interested eye through the political news in the times."
First, Last
"Tell me, what is happiness?", "How would you like a proper job?"
I'd be shocked if anyone else knew this immediately: "It was the year when they finally immanentized the Eschaton."
Hur hur hur, I'm so clever.
First, Last
"Tell me, what is happiness?", "How would you like a proper job?"
First, Last
"Tell me, what is happiness?", "How would you like a proper job?"