By Mark Alpert
Here is my favorite first sentence of any novel, the English translation of the opening lines of Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s masterpiece, One Hundred Years of Solitude:
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice.
I like this sentence so much, I’ve memorized it. I recite it at parties after I have a drink or two.
What’s your favorite first sentence?