David Goodis Quote

Winter was gray and mean upon the city and every night was a package of cold bleak hours, like the hours in a cell that had no door.

David Goodis

Winter was gray and mean upon the city and every night was a package of cold bleak hours, like the hours in a cell that had no door.

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About David Goodis

David Loeb Goodis (March 2, 1917 – January 7, 1967) was an American writer of crime fiction noted for his output of short stories and novels in the noir fiction genre. Born in Philadelphia, Goodis alternately resided there and in New York City and Hollywood during his professional years. According to critic Dennis Drabelle, "Despite his [university] education, a combination of ethnicity (Jewish) and temperament allowed him to empathize with outsiders: the working poor, the unjustly accused, fugitives, criminals."