Quartermaster noticed the Named were getting upset again, and quietly set his subordinates and their slaves to checking fabrication procedures and inventory.
Man-Kzin Wars XII; From first short story “Echoes of Distant Guns” by Matthew Joseph Harrington.
“Let me tell you, this is not how I imagined my daughter’s wedding day.”
Father of the Bride of Frankenstein by Daniel M. Kimmel
“I never studied poetry and still don’t understand it, but there’s something in my use of punctuation that makes me call it poetic.”
Punctilious Punctuation: Telling Tales With and of Those Jots and Tittles, and the Horrifying Story of Why the Period Goes Inside the Quotation Marks, by Ian Randal Strock
“My earliest memory of her smells like blood.”
Beneath the Rising by Premee Mohamed
“Franklin Fletcher dreamed of luxury in the form of tiger skins and beautiful women.”
Fancies and Goodnights by John Collier (From the first story, “Bottle Party”.)
“In all the world there was no more active and fertile imagination than that of Doctor Cornell’s little girl, Kit.”
Curtain Going Up! The Story of Katharine Cornell, by Gladys Malvern
“What would happen if the Solar System was filled with soup out to Jupiter?”
What If? 2 by Randall Munroe
“Let’s sit down on this bench for a minute.”
King Ottokar’s Sceptre by Hergé
“Did you enjoy the film, Captain?”
The Red Sea Sharks by Hergé
“If he had had his way, Peter McDermott thought, he would have fired the chief house detective long ago.”
Hotel by Arthur Hailey
“If the bread hadn’t burned, this would be a very different story.”
The Familiar by Leigh Bardugo
I’ve been wanting to reread that, but our library system doesn’t have a copy. 
“This way, General Hood,” said the Confederate guide as he “gracefully saluted and pointed northward.”
The Unvanquished: The Untold Story of Lincoln’s Special Forces, the Manhunt for Mosby’s Rangers, and the Shadow War That Forged America’s Special Operations, by Patrick K O’Donnell
“She breathes in time with the sea.”
The Sirens by Emilia Hart
“Throughout the night of Friday, September 7, 1900, Isaac Monroe Cline found himself waking to a persistent sense of something gone wrong.”
– Isaac’s Storm: A Man, a Time, and the Deadliest Hurricane in History, by Erik Larson
“As I got off the plane, he was waiting for me, holding up a scrap of cardboard with my name scribbled on it.”
-from The Demon Haunted World by Carl Sagan.
“They were coming”
-from Perry Rhodan Neo - Vision Terrania Vol 4 (of 4) by Arndt Ellmer and Hubert Haensel
“One night, the first summer of this pandemic, I was walking this very block.”
No Less Strange or Wonderful: Essays on Curiosity, by A. Kendra Greene
“Against the angels and apostles in the windows the snow fluttered like plucked down.”
Death Notes, by Ruth Rendell
“I wanted to wish you good morning.”
Gmorning, Gnight!: Little Pep Talks for Me and You, by Lin-Manuel Miranda
“Once the registrar started playing with his pen, Ben was on familiar ground.”
Patently Absurd: The Files of the Retropolis Registry of Patents, by Bradley W. Schenck
“On Wednesday, July 20, 1910, as a light fog drifted along the River Scheldt, Capt. Henry George Kendall prepared his ship, the SS Montrose, for what should have been the most routine of voyages, from Antwerp direct to Quebec City, Canada.”
– Thunderstuck, by Erik Larson
“The polished rosewood door swung back and the President of the United States came from his bedroom.”
The Day Lincoln Was Shot by Jim Bishop
“As the Parisian social scene drew to a close in February 1777, few courtiers could guess that the queen of France was eager for the gaiety to end.”
The Fate of the Day by Rick Atkinson
At a quarter to eight one fine September morning, Harold Shoosmith leant from his bedroom window and surveyed the shining face of Thrush Green.
Battles at Thrush Green, by Miss Read
I found myself fascinated by the interesting geometric designs of the twisted iron rebar in front of me.
Joker One: A Marine Platoon’s Story of Courage, Leadership,and Brotherhood, by Donovan Campbell
“The water was freezing.”
Iron Will: An Amputee’s Journey to Athletic Excellence, by Roderick Sewell II
“I’m lurking in the shrubbery behind an industrial unit, armed with a clipboard, a pager, and a pair of bulbous night-vision goggles that drench the scenery in ghastly emerald tones.”
The Atrocity Archives, by Charles Stross
In far too many places in England today, the agreeable habit of taking afternoon tea has vanished.
Gossip from Thrush Green, by Miss Read