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7592988 => When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile. => Never tell your problems to anyone...20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them. => It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. romance-funny mystery-suspense Stephenie Meyer
6c47059 The coffee shop smell was strong enough to build a garage on. mystery-suspense noir Raymond Chandler
18bae26 He began as a minor imitator of Fitzgerald, wrote a novel in the late twenties which won a prize, became dissatisfied with his work, stopped writing for a period of years. When he came back it was to BLACK MASK and the other detective magazines with a curious and terrible fiction which had never been seen before in the genre markets; Hart Crane and certainly Hemingway were writing of people on the edge of their emotions and their possibility but the genre mystery markets were filled with characters whose pain was circumstantial, whose resolution was through action; Woolrich's gallery was of those so damaged that their lives could only be seen as vast anticlimax to central and terrible events which had occurred long before the incidents of the story. Hammett and his great disciple, Chandler, had verged toward this more than a little, there is no minimizing the depth of their contribution to the mystery and to literature but Hammett and Chandler were still working within the devices of their category: detectives confronted problems and solved (or more commonly failed to solve) them, evil was generalized but had at least specific manifestations: Woolrich went far out on the edge. His characters killed, were killed, witnessed murder, attempted to solve it but the events were peripheral to the central circumstances. What I am trying to say, perhaps, is that Hammett and Chandler wrote of death but the novels and short stories of Woolrich *were* death. In all of its delicacy and grace, its fragile beauty as well as its finality. Most of his plots made no objective sense. Woolrich was writing at the cutting edge of his time. Twenty years later his vision would attract a Truffaut whose own influences had been the philosophy of Sartre, the French nouvelle vague, the central conception that nothing really mattered. At all. But the suffering. Ah, that mattered; that mattered quite a bit. dashiel-hammett detective detective-fiction detective-noir detective-novel detective-novels detective-stories ernest-hemingway f-scott-fitzgerald sartre francois-truffaut hart-crane jean-paul-sartre mystery-and-crime-drama mystery-suspense mystery-thriller raymond-chandler truffaut crime-thriller crime-fiction noir noir-fiction detectives mystery crime Barry N. Malzberg
28ddc31 Woe be to the wug who forgets that destroying one part of a thing does not equal victory escape mystery-suspense David Baldacci
9054736 That dowdy little prig is that good in bed. mystery-suspense Catherine Coulter
9938e8b "From Chapter 1: "You're not a local." I paused, unsure. "Or are you?" "Sort of. Randall Van Dotson is my dad. I'm Rennie." After tossing her head that coy, sweet way girls do, she gave me a candid appraisal." hardboiled mystery-suspense noir-fiction Ed Lynskey