Chapter 1, Page 1, Opening Lines:
“What it begins with, I know finally, is the kernel of meanness in people’s hearts. I don’t know exactly how or why it gets inside us; that’s one of the mysteries I haven’t solved yet. I always tried to close my eyes and believe that angels, invisible in their gossamer dresses, were keeping their loving vigil. I learned slowly, that if you don’t look at the world with perfect vision, you’re bound to get yourself cooked. Even though I may still be looking through the dark glass, even though I haven’t finished learning the lessons, I’m the only one who tells the story from beginning to end.”
Check out the complexity ands set up of those sentences. My god. A master at work. Happy writing everyone. I feel inspired.