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 Mrs. Dalloway.

All this happened, more or less. The war parts, anyway, are pretty much true. One guy I knew really was shot for taking a teapot that wasn’t his. Another guy I knew really did threaten to have his personal enemies killed by Mrs. Dalloway after the war. And so on. I’ve changed all their names.

We tell Mrs. Dalloway stories in order to live.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a zombie in possession of Mrs. Dalloway must be in want of more Mrs. Dalloway.

It was the best of Mrs.Dalloway. It was the worst of Mrs.Dalloway.

Mrs. Dalloway was dead, to begin with.

"Where's Mrs. Dalloway going with that ax?"

Mrs Dalloway fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.

Or; The man in black fled across the desert and Mrs Dalloway follower

Mrs Galloway, light of my life, fire of my loins.

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when Mrs. Dalloway began to take hold.

In a hole in Mrs Dalloway there lived a hobbit

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking Mrs Dalloway.

In my younger and more vulnerable years Mrs. Dalloway gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when Mrs. Dalloway began to take hold.

Once upon a time you dressed so fine, threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you Mrs. Dalloway?

I ask children who may read this book to forgive me for dedicating it to Mrs. Dalloway.

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where Mrs. Dalloway was born, and what her lousy childhood was like, and how her parents were occupied and all before they had her, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it...

Let us go then, Mrs. Dy, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table...

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway. Mrs. Dalloway happened every year, was almost a ritual.

Mrs. Dalloway fled across the desert, And the gunslinger followed.

Improve a first line by adding Mrs. Dalloway. It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw the Mrs. Dalloway he fell madly in love with . (sorry 2nd sentence)

You beat me to it. By 3 minutes!

A spectre haunts Europe: the spectre of Mrs. Dalloway

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway. In the beginning Mrs. Dalloway created the heavens and the earth.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that Mrs. Dalloway, in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. (Not a 1-1 replacement, but I hope you'll forgive me for the result.)

It was the day Mrs Dalloway exploded.

A green hunting cap squeezed the fleshy balloon of a Mrs. Dalloway.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into Mrs. Dalloway.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: Happy families are all alike; every unhappy Mrs. Dalloway is unhappy in its own way.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking Mrs. Dalloway.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: In our family, there was no clear line between Mrs. Dalloway and fly-fishing.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: A screaming comes across Mrs. Dalloway.

I would have thought “A Mrs. Dalloway comes screaming across the sky.”

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: When I stepped out into the bright sunlight, from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Mrs. Dalloway and a ride home.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: "Where's Mrs. Dalloway going with that ax?" said Fern to her mother as they were setting the table for breakfast.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: "We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when Mrs. Dalloway began to take hold."

I was just coming here to do that exact one.

Just waiting for: "Mrs. Dalloway, light of my life, fire of my loins . . . "

Call me Mrs. Dalloway

Mrs. Dalloway was getting very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: In the great green room there was a telephone and a red balloon and a picture of Mrs. Dalloway jumping over the moon

Ah, you got there first!

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this son of York, And all the clouds that loured upon our house In the deep bosom of Mrs. Dalloway buried.

Mrs. Dalloway was spiteful. Full of a baby’s venom.

It was the afternoon of my eighty-first birthday, and I was in bed with my catamite when Ali announced that Mrs Dalloway had come to see me.

"In a hole in Mrs. Dalloway there lived a hobbit." I don't think I'm doing this right.

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of Mrs. Dalloway

My fav!

I am Mrs. Dalloway. Mrs. Dalloway I am.

Once upon a Mrs. Dalloway.

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Dalloway: In my younger and more vulnerable years Mrs. Dalloway gave me some of advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

Sing, goddess, of the anger of Mrs. Dalloway, daughter of Peleus, destructive as it was...

Improve a first line by substituting Mrs. Galloway. I first met Dean not long after Mrs. Dalloway and I split up.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of Mrs Dalloway.

In this universe the character of Lobelia Sackville-Baggins is treated rather differently.

Stately, plump Mrs. Dalloway came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

James Joyce is looking down from heaven enjoying this, I'm sure: 'Woolf’s reading of Ulysses, which she documented in her diary in a “withering assessment” as the work of “a self-taught working man… egotistic, insistent, raw, striking, & ultimately nauseating.” ' www.openculture.com/2013/09/virg...

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is Mrs Dalloway in its own way.

Call me Mrs. Dalloway.

It was the summer of 1963, when everybody called me Mrs. Dalloway and it didn't occur to me to mind.

Mrs. Dalloway you’re my only hope.

Many years later, as she faced the firing squad, Mrs. Dalloway was to remember that distant afternoon when her father took her to discover ice.

Last night I dreamt I went to Mrs Dalloway again.

this one is 👨‍🍳💋

Mrs Dalloway was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into Mrs. Dalloway.

I’m going to cheat and do two lines. It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw Mrs. Dalloway he fell madly in love with her.

The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring- cleaning Mrs Dalloway.

Mrs. Dalloway happened, more or less.

Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Clarissa, Edmund and Lucy.

When we compare the individuals of the same variety or sub-variety of our older cultivated Mrs Dalloways and Orlandos, one of the first points which strikes us is, that they generally differ more from each other than do the individuals of any one species or variety in a state of nature.

I was the shadow of Mrs Dalloway slain /