Gotten:
“I want a hero…”: Don Juan, by Lord Byron.
“One Christmas was…”: A Child’s Christmas in Wales, by Dylan Thomas.
“I am always drawn…”: Breakfast at Tiffany’s, by Truman Capote.
“Death was driving…”: Winter Moon, by Dean Koontz.
“News item from…”: Carrie, by Stephen King.
“She was born a thing…”: The Ship Who Sang, by Anne McCaffrey.
“The thousand injuries…”: “The Cask of Amontillado,” by Edgar Allan Poe.
“The essential Saltes of Animals…”: “The Case of Charles Dexter Ward,” by H. P. Lovecraft.
" ‘There are dragons…’ ": A Wind in the Door, by Madeleine L’Engle.
“This all started…”: The Pleasure of My Company, by Steve Martin.
“In my younger and more vulnerable years…”: The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald.
“There were crimson roses…”: Strong Poison, by Dorothy Sayers.
And here are the ones that have not yet been guessed:
“AUTHOR: Frederick the Great, King of Prussia, came to power in 1740.” (can’t believe nobody’s gotten this one yet! what kind of geeks are you?!)
“It begins, as most things begin, with a song.”
“Death came for him by mistake.”
“Snow was falling on Riverside, great feather-white puffs that veiled the cracks in the facades of its ruined houses, slowly softening the harsh contours of jagged roof and fallen beam.”
“This time there would be no witnesses.”
“THERE were four of us - George, and William Samuel Harris, and myself, and Montmorency. We were sitting in my room, smoking, and talking about how bad we were - bad from a medical point of view I mean, of course.”
“The first facet was purpose.”
“The primroses were over.”
“I went down to the Piraeus yesterday with Glaucon, son of Ariston, to pray to the goddess; and, at the same time, I wanted to observe how they would put on the festival, since they were now holding it for the first time.”
“It began as a mistake.”
“In a distant and second-hand set of dimensions, in an astral plane that was never meant to fly, the curling star-mists waver and part . . .”