All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
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It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
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They say that just before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes, but that's not how it happened for me.
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The truly revolutionary promise of our nation's founding document is the freedom to pursue happiness-with-a-capital-H.
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In Santiago, the capital of the kingdom of Chile, at the moment of the great earthquake of 1647 in which many thousands lost their lives, a young Spaniard called Jeronimo Rugera was standing beside one of the pillars in the prison to which he had been committed on a criminal charge, and he was about to hang himself.
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Christmas crept into Pine Cove like a creeping Christmas thing: dragging garland, ribbon, and sleigh bells, oozing eggnog, reeking of pine, and threatening festive doom like a cold sore under the mistletoe.
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If every life is a river, then it's little wonder that we do not even notice the changes that occur until we are far out in the darkest sea. One day you look around and nothing is familiar, not even your own face. My name once meant daughter, grandaughter, friend, sister, beloved. Now those words mean only what their letters spell out; Star in the night sky. Truth in the darkness.I have crossed over to a place where I never thought I'd be. I am someone I would have never imagined. A secret. A dream. I am this, body and soul. Burn me. Drown me. Tell me lies. I will still be who I am.
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Die meisten Lügen sind wahr und spinnen sich von ganz allein, kaum jemand kannte diese Wahrheit besser als Colin Darcy. Wenn man erst einmal der Melodie der Worte zu lauschen beginnt, dann pfeift man sie bald selbst. Und wenn Lügen wie kunstvolle Lieder sind, dann gehörte Helen Darcy, Colins Mutter, zu jenem seltenen Menschenschlag, der allzeit eine beschwingte Melodie auf den Lippen trägt.
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Is there any knowledge in the world which is so certain that no reasonable man could doubt it?
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Women have always been spies.
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Die Welt ist wie Wasser, scharlachrot und sanft gefärbt mit hellem Himmel. Und manchmal sind die Träume, die sich tief in den vergessenen Liedern unserer Kindheit verbergen, wie die Pfade in den Tiefen Wäldern, von jenem schweren Dunkel, das allein zu betreten man sich scheut, weil was dort schlummert, nur selten ist, was man zu finden erhofft.
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Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
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Dear Anyone Who Finds This, Do not blame the drugs.
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The family landed in the Western Hemisphere in the person of Roger Blake Wolfe, who arrived with a price on his head.
family first-sentence
Die Welt ist gierig, und manchmal verschwinden Menschen in ihrem Schlund, ohne jemals wieder gesehen zu werden.
fantasy first-sentence german
Toward the end of February 1954, James Beard was at work in his Greenwich Village kitchen doing what he most loved to do: cooking delicious meals.
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Feast or famine. My plate is suddenly full.
On a sticky August evening two weeks before her due date, Ashima Ganguli stands in the kitchen of a Central Square apartment, combining Rice Krispies and Planters peanuts and chopped red onion in bowl.
This story about good food begins in a quick-stop convenience market.
Simon Glass was easy to hate. I never knew exactly why, there was just too much to pick from. I guess, really, we each hated him for a different reason, but we didn't realize it until the day we killed him.
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Fifteen years ago I killed my sister.
first-sentence murder
On top of everything else, Boobie's got the clap.
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I was about thirteen when I started letting boys feel me up.
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There once was a woman named Story Easton who couldn't decide if she should kill herself, or eat a double cheeseburger.
fairy-tales first-sentence suicide
On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide- it was Mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese- the two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie a rope.
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