Anyhow, this is basically like the lyrics meme that has flown around a few times before, but in a book vein. What you do (or what *I* do, since I'm starting it, nyah) is take 15 books off your shelf (or more, or less, I originally thought of doing less myself but got started pulling some down and Could Not Stop!). Then open them up, and write down the very first three sentences in each. Then other people try to guess the book. As people guess them, I'll bold them and put the answer/guesser after the lines. Or maybe just the guesser to start with, to let other people "play along" more easily before they read the comments. Then in a few days (or whenever all of them are guessed), I'll repost the list, with the answers and those who got them right.
Some (maybe even most) of these are gonna be total gimmes for this crowd especially, due to either being well known for readers of the classics/voracious readers in general, or either being very... ah... genre-known. Or due to just the contents of the lines themselves. A couple will be slightly more obscure. Have at it!
1. "I see..." said the vampire thoughtfully, and slowly he walked across the room towards the window. For a long time he stood there against the dim light from Divisadero Street and the passing beams of traffic. The boy could see the furnishings of the room more clearly now, the round oak table, the chairs. - pokeypenguin
2. Now consider the tortoise and the eagle. The tortoise is a ground-living creature. It is impossible to live nearer the ground without being under it. - scifantasy
3. The primroses were over. Toward the edge of the wood, where the ground became open and sloped down to an old fence and a brambly ditch beyond, only a few fading patches of pale yellow still showed among the dog's mercury and the oak-tree roots. On the other side of the fence, the upper part of the field was full of rabbit holes. - pokeypenguin
4. Mr Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent occasions when he was up all night, was seated at the breakfast table. I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before. It was a fine, thick piece of wood, bulbous-headed, of the sort which is known as a "Penang lawyer." Tough call, I'm gonna split credit between scifantasy and mcswan for coming up with the answer almost simultaneously, after previous guesses.
5. The sun sets in the west (just about everyone knows that), but Sunset Towers faced east. Strange! Sunset Towers faced east and had no towers. - scifantasy
6. Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea. This planet has - or rather had - a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. - pokeypenguin
7. It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters. "My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?" - skwidly (scifantasy knew the author, not the title.)
8. "Not feeling any uncomfortable urges, are you?" the low voice in my ear teased. I looked up at the speaker and said, "Huh?" Lamer put a hand on my shoulder and pulled me into her taller, leaner frame.
9. (8 April 1817/Rushton Manor, Essex/Dearest Kate,) It is dreadfully flat here since you have been gone, and it only makes it worse to imagine all the things I shall be missing. I wish Aunt Elizabeth were not so set against my having a Season this year. She is still annoyed about the incident with the goat, and says that to let the pair of us loose on London would ruin us both for good, and spoil Georgy's chances into the bargain. - jsbowden
10. The palace still shook occasionally as the earth rumbled in memory, groaned as if it would deny what had happened. Bars of sunlight cast through rents in the walls made motes of dust glitter where they yet hung in the air. Scorch-marks marred the walls, the floors, the ceilings. - Sorta pokeypenguin, even though he didn't actually give the title :p scifantasy is the first one who actually listed out the title though.
11. "We should start back," Gared urged as the woods began to grow dark around them. "The wildlings are dead." "Do the dead frighten you?" Ser Waymar Royce asked with just the hint of a smile. - pokeypenguin
12. The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, although she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea. - pokeypenguin
13. This is my favorite book in all the world, though I have never read it. How is such a thing possible? I'll do my best to explain. - dominicflandry, with prince_corwin posting about 3 minutes later.
14. Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every tide-water dog, strong of muscle and with warm, long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego. Because men, groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and because steamship and transportation companies were booming the find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland. These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protect them from the frost. - pokeypenguin
15. Two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane. For a second, they stood quite still, wands directed at each other's chests; then, recognizing each other, they stowed their wands beneat their cloaks and started walking briskly in the same direction. "News? asked the taller of the two." - silmaril, although pokeypenguin and scifantasy were both close.