First Lines of Books I Read September 2022

 

First Lines of Books I Read September 2022 

 

This would seem like the worst story ever told if it had not happened, all of it, every detail, exactly as I have described.

-- Greeks Bearing Gifts by Philip Kerr. 1 September.

 

The day he found a woman hiding in his closet, Vik had a dream about winning a Ping-Pong tournament.

-- American Delirium by Betina Gonzalez 4 September.

 

Papa is in his easy chair, reading the Sunday sports page.

-- The Brothers K by David James Duncan. 5 September.

 

In a medical examination on the eve of the Nuremburg Trials, the doctors found the nails of Hermann Göring’s fingers and toes stained a furious red, the consequence of his addiction to dihydrocodeine, an analgesic of which he took more than one hundred pills a day.

-- When We Cease to Understand the World by Benjamin Labatut. 8 September.

 

A fourteen-year-old girl sits cross-legged on the floor of a circular vault.

-- Cloud Cuckoo Land by Anthony Doerr. 9 September.

 

My name is Ruben Blum and I'm an, yes, an historian.

-- The Netanyahus: An account of a minor and ultimately even negligible episode in the history of a very famous family by Joshua Cohen. 11 September.

 

The sky broken by the bare oaks and elms of New Prospect was full of moist promise, a pair of frontal systems grayly colluding to deliver a white Christmas, when Russ Hildebrandt made his morning rounds among the homes of bedridden and senile parishioners in his Plymouth Fury wagon.

-- Crossroads by Jonathan Franzen. 12 September.

 

The last time I saw Miguel Desvern or Deverne was also the last time that his wife, Luisa, saw him, which seemed strange, perhaps unfair, given that she was his wife, while I, on the other hand, was a person he had never met, a woman with whom he had never exchanged so much as a single word. 

-- The Infatuations by Javier Marias. 15 September.

 

I'm searching, I'm searching.

-- The Passion According to G.H. by Clarice Lispector. 18 September.

 

Nothing is as it should be; everything is upside down.

-- Version Control by Dexter Palmer. 19 September.

 

From where I sit, the story of Arthur Less is not so bad.

-- Less by Andrew Sean Greer. 26 September.

 

All the world began with a yes.

-- The Hour of the Star by Clarice Lispector. 27 September.

 

He didn’t like beating people.

-- Velvet Was the Night by Silvia Moreno-Garcia. 28 September.