The girl gave him a look which ought to have stuck at least four inches out of his back.
Permanecí sentado, muy quieto, escuchando cómo iba aquietándose la tarde por las ventanas abiertas. Y, muy lentamente, fui aquietándome con ella.
Oh sure, I'm her husband. That's what the record says. I'm the three white steps and the bug green front door and the brass knocker you rap one long and two short and the maid lets you into the hundre...
No border town is anything but a border town, just as no waterfront is anything but a waterfront.
Mostly I just kill time, he said, and it dies hard.
Most people go through life using up half their energy trying to protect a dignity they never had.
Leave us do the thinking sweetheart. It takes equipment.
I’m a copper, he said. Just a plain ordinary copper. Reasonably honest. As honest as you could expect a man to be in a world where it’s out of style.
It's a swell theory, I said. Marriott socked me, took the money, then he got sorry and beat his brains out, after first burying the money under a bush.
I'm killing time and it's dying hard.
I'm all done with hating you. It's all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don't hate them very long.
I need not add that a man who indulges in parenthood for the first time at the age of fifty-four deserves all he gets.
I looked at the ornaments on the desk. Everything standard and all copper. A copper lamp, pen set and pencil tray, a glass and copper ashtray with a copper elephant on the rim, a copper letter opener,...
I looked at her again. She lay still now, her face pale against the pillow, her eyes large and dark and empty as rain barrels in a drought. One of her small five-fingered thumbless hands picked at the...
I caught the rest of it in one of those snob columns in the society section of the paper. I don't read them often, only when I run out of things to dislike......I threw the paper into the corner and t...
I bet she snaps a mean garter.
I belonged in Idle Valley like a pearl onion on a banana split.
Her eyes rounded. She was puzzled. She was thinking. I could see, even on that short acquaintance, that thinking was always going to be a bother to her.
He looked around and yawned. I haven’t been sleeping well. It’s nice in here. But after a while the lushes will fill the place up and talk loud and laugh and the goddam women will start waving their h...
From Raymond Chandler Speaking