I like the deadpan of Kafka's Metamorphosis
'As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.'
I always liked this opening:
"If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die."
Orsino, _Twelfth Night_