Let’s judge a book not by its cover, but by its opening and closing lines.
First: We were sitting in the blind that Wanderobo hunters had built of twigs and branches at the edge of the salt-lick when we heard the motor-lorry coming.
Last: 'I'll write you a piece some time and put him in.'
First: There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
Last: Daily He announces more distinctly,—‘Surely I come quickly!’ and hourly I more eagerly respond,—‘Amen; even so come, Lord Jesus!’”
First: In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large forest, covering the greater part of the beautiful hills and valleys which lie between Sheffield and the pleasant town of Doncaster.
Last: His fate was destined to a foreign strand,
A petty fortress and an "humble" hand;
He left the name at which the world grew pale,
To point a moral, or adorn a TALE.
First: Around the grave in the rundown cemetery were a few of his former advertising colleagues from New York, who recalled his energy and originality and told his daughter, Nancy, what a pleasure it had been to work with him.
Last: Just as he'd feared from the start.
First: Call me Ishmael.
Last: It was the devious-cruising Rachel, that in her retracing search after her missing children, only found another orphan.
First: In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
Last: So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
First: When Mr. Hiram B. Otis, the American Minister, bought Canterville Chase, every one told him he was doing a very foolish thing, as there was no doubt at all that the place was haunted.
Last: Virginia blushed.
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