She has another curious trick (which may or may not be rare) of never killing anything. She brings ’em back alive and lets you take them away from her… Mice bore her, but she catches them if they insist and then I have to kill them. She has a sort of tired interest in gophers, […]
Raymond Chandler Quotes
I let go of her wrists, closed the door with my elbow and slid past her. It was like the first time. ‘You ought to to carry insurance on those,’ I said.
She was a blonde. The kind of blonde that would make a bishop kick in a stained glass window.
She was a suicide blonde, dyed by her own hand.
If you liked a book, don’t meet the author.
Wouldn’t it be awful if I came to Australia and looked you up, and everything you may have imagined about me turned out to be completely disappointing. I always say that if you like a man’s books, take care never to meet him.
Having just read the admirable profile of Hemingway in the New Yorker, I realize that I am much too clean to be a genius, much too sober to be a champ, and far, far, too clumsy with a shotgun to live the good life.
Alcohol is like love: the first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that you just take the girl’s clothes off. (The Long Goodbye, 1953)
I think a man ought to get drunk at least twice a year just on principle, so he won’t let himself get snotty about it.
She hung up and I set out the chess board. I filled a pipe, paraded the chessmen and inspected them for French shaves and loose buttons, and played a championship tournament game between Gortchakoff and Meninkin, seventy-two moves to a draw, a prize specimen of the irresistible force meeting the immovable object, a battle without […]
