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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 63289ec | the same broken promise of a life of ease. I | Raymond Chandler | ||
| caebd80 | I needed a drink. I needed a lot of life insurance. I needed a vacation. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun. | hard-boiled inspirational writing | Raymond Chandler | |
| 9ea7c9a | The law isn't justice. It's a very imperfect mechanism. If you press exactly the right buttons and are also lucky, justice may show up in the answer. A mechanism is all the law was ever intended to be. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 8bdfbe9 | I was as empty of life as a scarecrow's pockets. I | Raymond Chandler | ||
| a9000b9 | There are two kinds of truth: the truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart. The first of these is science, and the second is art. Neither is independent of the other or more important than the other. Without art science would be as useless as a pair of high forceps in the hands of a plumber. Without science art would become a crude mess of folklore and emotional quackery. The truth of art keeps science from becoming inhu.. | Zach Dundas | ||
| 4642840 | Fejezzuk be ezt a beszelgetest. Tulsagosan sok benne a felkialtojel. | sarcastic | Raymond Chandler | |
| 9772727 | They were never young and will never be old. They have no beauty, no charm, no style. They don't have to please anybody. They are safe. They | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 0f66262 | The place was horrible by daylight. The Chinese junk on the walls, the rug, the fussy lamp, the teakwood stuff, the sticky riot of colors, the totem pole, the flagon of ether and laudanum - all this in the daytime had a stealthy nastiness, like a fag party. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| c9abe86 | I still held his automatic more or less pointed at him, but he swung on me just the same. It caught me flush on the chin. I backstepped fast enough to keep from falling, but I took plenty of the punch. It was meant to be a hard one, but a pansy has no iron in his bones, whatever he looks like. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 2cdced2 | Their constant yelping about a free press means, with a few honorable exceptions, freedom to peddle scandal, crime, sex, sensationalism, hate, innuendo, and the political and financial uses of propaganda. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| f7b0b40 | Cities have characters, pathologies that can make or destroy or infect you, states of mind that run through daily life as surely as a fault line. Chandler's "mysterious something" was a mood of disenchantment, an intense spiritual malaise that identified itself with Los Angeles at a particular time, what we call noir. On the one hand noir is a narrow film genre, born in Hollywood in the late 1930s when European visual style, the twisted per.. | Richard Rayner | ||
| 62c15ec | The air was thick, wet, steamy and larded with the cloying smell of tropical orchids in bloom. | tropical | Raymond Chandler | |
| dcea791 | A few locks of dry white hair clung to his scalp, like wild flowers fighting for life on a bare rock. | flowers hair | Raymond Chandler | |
| 260fc3c | Tire el diario a un rincon y encendi la TV. Despues de la nauseabunda pagina de sociales, hasta los luchadores que aparecian en la pantalla parecian buenos. Lo cual probablemente era cierto. Sobre todo por la pagina de sociales. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| a492873 | I didn't ask to see you. You sent for me. I don't mind your ritzing me or drinking your lunch out of a Scotch bottle. I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintance. I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings. But don't waste your time trying to cross-examine me. | manners snark | Raymond Chandler | |
| 0c8e53a | twice. You | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 35d969e | El alcohol es como el amor --expreso--. El primer beso es magia; el segundo, intimidad; el tercero, rutina. Despues de eso lo que hacemos es descestir a la muchacha. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| c665f49 | El alcohol es como el amor --expreso--. El primer beso es magia; el segundo, intimidad; el tercero, rutina. Despues de eso lo que hacemos es desvestir a la muchacha. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 5ff7926 | I used to like mine with champagne. The champagne as cold as Valley Forge and about a third of a glass of brandy beneath it. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 8daa309 | Era como alguien que uno encuentra en un barco y llega a conocer muy bien aunque, al mismo tiempo, no lo conozca en absoluto. Se habia ido de la misma forma que el pasajero que se despide en el muelle diciendo "nos veremos pronto, viejo", y uno sabe que jamas se volveran a ver. Y si es que se vuelven a ver, el sera una persona completamente diferente, solo otro rotario en su coche. "?Como andan los negocio? !Oh!, no estan mal. Tiene buen as.. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 580a702 | Maybe you don't like tall girls with honey-colored hair and skin like the first strawberry peach the grocer sneaks out of the box for himself.If you don't, I'm sorry for you. (Pearls Are A Nuisance) | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 22e6edb | Redheads, don't jump, Tony. They hang on-and wither. (I'll Be Waiting) | redheads | Raymond Chandler | |
| 882bbaf | And I have been fortunate to escape what has been called "that form of snobbery which can accept the Literature of Entertainment in the Past, but only the Literature of Enlightenment in the Present." | Chandler Raymond | ||
| 3093fb9 | Train hard, fight easy. | Alexander Suvorov | ||
| d334b48 | Win with ability, not with numbers. | Alexander Suvorov | ||
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| e081321 | then Malloy took the gun away from whoever did it. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 082d77b | He said: "Go ---- yourself." | Raymond Chandler | ||
| ceac80d | Rain filled the gutters and splashed knee-high off the sidewalk. Big cops in slickers that shone like gun barrels had a lot of fun carrying giggling girls across the bad places. The rain drummed hard on the roof of the car and the burbank top began to leak. A pool of water formed on the floorboards for me to keep my feet in. It was too early in the fall for that kind of rain. | rain storm | Raymond Chandler | |
| 30c8901 | I went back to my car again and sat and sat. The top dripped on my knees and my stomach burned from the whiskey. No more cars came up the hill. No lights went on in the house before which I was parked. It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in. | waiting whisky | Raymond Chandler | |
| 01c258d | I got back on the runway and took all of it and some of the hedge and gave the front door the heavy shoulder. This was foolish. About the only part of a California house you can't put your foot through is the front door. All it did was hurt my shoulder and make me mad. | doors | Raymond Chandler | |
| 7aa4028 | Her eyes narrowed until they were a faint greenish glitter, like a forest pool far back in the shadow of trees. | green-eyes metaphor | Raymond Chandler | |
| f0ac416 | Leave the gun out of it. I can always hear the sound of money. | money money-talks | Raymond Chandler | |
| ea49db0 | I went to the door and looked out. The cool night breeze was blowing peacefully down the hall. No excited neighbors hung out of doorways. A small gun had gone off and broken a pane of glass, but noises like that don't mean much any more. | crime guns los-angeles | Raymond Chandler | |
| 28c0222 | Eddie Mars would have been very unlikely to involve himself in a double murder just because another man had gone to town with the blonde he was not even living with. It might have annoyed him, but business is business, and you have to hold your teeth clamped around Hollywood to keep from chewing on stray blondes. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 56ad6cd | Mr. Cobb was my escort," she said. "Such a nice escort, Mr. Cobb. So attentive. You should see him sober. I should see him sober. Somebody should him sober. I mean, just for the record. So it could become a part of history, that brief flashing moment, soon buried in time, but never forgotten -- when Larry Cobb was sober." | drunkenness sober sobriety | Raymond Chandler | |
| b43ed63 | If I had a razor, I'd cut your throat -- just to see what ran out of it. | cold-blood cold-blooded | Raymond Chandler | |
| 6d3a6aa | It was raining again the next morning, a slanting gray rain like a swung curtain of crystal beads. I got up feeling sluggish and tired and stood looking out of the windows, with a dark, harsh taste of Sternwoods still in my mouth. I was as empty of life as a scarecrow's pockets. I went out to the kitchenette and drank two cups of black coffee. You can have a hangover from other things than alcohol. I had one from women. | hung-over rain women | Raymond Chandler | |
| e42fc03 | He leaned his back against the workbench and looked me over without haste, without interest, as if he was looking at a slab of cold meat. Perhaps he thought of people that way. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| b6adbe5 | Once outside the law you're all the way outside. You think he's just a gambler. I think he's a pornographer, a blackmailer, a hot car broker, a killer by remote control, and a suborner of crooked cops. He's whatever looks good to him, whatever has the cabbage pinned to it. Don't try to sell me on any high-souled racketeers. They don't come in that pattern. | law | Raymond Chandler | |
| ee94fa3 | I'm not Sherlock Holmes or Philo Vance. I don't expect to go over ground the police have covered and pick up a broken pen point and build a case from it. If you think there is anybody in the detective business making a living doing that sort of thing, you don't know much about cops. | detectives thoroughness | Raymond Chandler | |
| df086ec | I'm a very smart guy. I haven't a feeling or a scruple in the world. All I have the itch for is money. I am so money greedy that for twenty-five bucks a day and expenses, mostly gasoline and whiskey, I do my thinking myself, what there is of it; I risk my whole future, the hatred of the cops and of Eddie Mars and his pals. I dodge bullets and eat saps, and say thank you very much, if you have any more trouble, I hope you'll think of me, I'l.. | determination grit persistence private-detective | Raymond Chandler | |
| 308590e | You lied to him and you drank your cyanide like a little gentleman. You died like a poisoned rat, Harry, but you're no rat to me. | Raymond Chandler | ||
| 4622e1c | She was thinking. I could see, even on that short acquaintance, that thinking was always going to be a bother to her. | Raymond Chandler |