When we have company she looks them over and decides almost instantly if she likes them. If she does she strolls over and plomps down on the floor just far away enough to make it a chore to pet her. If she doesn’t like them she sits in the middle of the living room, cast […]
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 […]
