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Attend! Call me Ishmael. In my younger and more vulnerable years, my father gave me some advice which I've been turning over in my mind ever since. "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit." It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. How do I begin to tell the story of how great a love can be? TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings. Whenever, fairest ladies, I pause to consider how compassionate you all are by nature, I invariably become aware that the present work will seom to you to possess an irksome and ponderous opening. Still, men who are anxious to win the favour of a Prince nearly always follow the custom of presenting themselves to him with the possession they value most, or with things they know especially pleease him, so we often see princes given horses, weapons, cloth of gold, precious stones, and similar ornaments worthy of their high position. After considering the historic page, and viewing the living world with anxious solicitude, the most melancholy emotions of sorrowful indignation have depressed my spirits, and I have sighed when obliged to confess, that either nature has madea great difference between man and man, or that the civilization which has hitherto taken place in the world has been very partial. And at the of it all is that I have got to forgive you.

Who says you can't tell a story in the first lines?

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