Hard Boiled Quotes

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Raymond Chandler
“From 30 feet away she looked like a lot of class. From 10 feet away she looked like something made up to be seen from 30 feet away.”
Raymond Chandler, The High Window

Haruki Murakami
“Kindness and a caring mind are two separate qualities. Kindness is manners. It is superficial custom, an acquired practice. Not so the mind. The mind is deeper, stronger, and, I believe, it is far more inconstant.”
Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

Raymond Chandler
“There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge.”
Raymond Chandler, Red Wind: A Collection of Short Stories

Raymond Chandler
“I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings.”
Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep

Raymond Chandler
“He was a guy who talked with commas, like a heavy novel. Over the phone anyway.”
Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye

Raymond Chandler
“The coffee shop smell was strong enough to build a garage on.”
Raymond Chandler, Farewell, My Lovely

Raymond Chandler
“I'm not a young man. I'm old, tired and full of no coffee.”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

James Crumley
“...the sun rose each morning to stare into my face with the blank but touching gaze of a lovely retarded child.”
James Crumley, The Last Good Kiss

Haruki Murakami
“I thought about the screws and their happiness. Maybe they were glad to be free of the eggbeater, to be independent screws, to luxuriate on white trays. It did feel good to see them happy.”
Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

“The body lay outside an abandoned, boarded-up theater. The theater had started as a first-run movie house, many years back when the neighborhood had still been fashionable. As the neighborhood began rotting, the theater began showing second-run films, and then old movies, and finally foreign-language films.”
Ed McBain

Lawrence Block
“Sometimes it's a dog-eat-dog world and the rest of the time it's the other way around.”
Lawrence Block, A Dance At The Slaughterhouse

Raymond Chandler
“Guns never settle anything, I said. They are just a fast curtain to a bad second act”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Raymond Chandler
“I wouldn't say she looked exactly wistful, but neither did she look as hard to get as a controlling interest in General Motors”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Raymond Chandler
“Common sense says go home and forget it, no money coming in. Common sense always speaks too late. Common sense is the guy who tells you you ought to have had your brakes relined last week before you smashed a front end this week. Common sense is the Monday morning quarterback who could have won the ball game if he had been on the team. But he never is. He's high up in the stands with a flask on his hip. Common sense is the little man in a gray suit who never makes a mistake in addition. But it's always somebody else's money he's adding up”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Lawrence Block
“She made love with the freshness of an impatient virgin and the ingenuity of a sex-scarred whore.”
Lawrence Block, Grifter's Game

Raymond Chandler
“The voice on the telephone seemed to be sharp and peremptory, but I didn't hear too well what it said, partly because I was only half awake and partly because I was holding the receiver upside down”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Raymond Chandler
“The subject was as easy to spot as a kangaroo in a dinner jacket”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Raymond Chandler
“I was doing a cheap sneaky job for people I didn't like, but that's what you hire out for, chum. They pay the bills, you dig the dirt.”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Ross Macdonald
“It was a Friday night. I was tooling home from the Mexican border in a light blue convertible and a dark blue mood.”
Ross Macdonald, The Lew Archer Omnibus

Raymond Chandler
“A hard-boiled redhead sang a hard-boiled song in a voice that could have been used to split firewood (Guns at Cyrano's)”
Raymond Chandler, The Simple Art of Murder

Carroll John Daly
“His belly was flabby, and it got softer every time I hit it. I hit it often.”
Carroll John Daly, Race Williams' Double Date and Other Stories

Raymond Chandler
“The car slid along Los Angeles to Fifth, east to San Pedro, south again for block after block, quiet blocks and loud blocks, blocks where silent men sat on shaky front porches and blocks where noisy young toughs of both colors snarled and wise-cracked at one another in front of cheap restaurants and drug-stores and beer parlors full of slot machines. (Pickup on Noon Street)”
Raymond Chandler, The Simple Art of Murder

Raymond Chandler
“I'm part Chinese, part Hawaiian, part Filipino, and part nigger. You'd hate to be me”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Raymond Chandler
“She was quite a doll. She wore a white belted raincoat, no hat, a well-cherished head of platinum hair, booties to match the raincoat, a folding plastic umbrella, a pair of blue-gray eyes that looked at me as if I had said a dirty word. I helped her off with her raincoat. She smelled very nice. She had a pair of legs - so far as I could determine - that were not painful to look at. She wore night sheer stockings. I stared at them rather intently, especially when she crossed her legs and held out a cigarette to be lighted”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Raymond Chandler
“I opened the other envelope. It contained a photograph of a girl. The pose suggested a natural ease, or a lot of experience in being photographed. It showed darkish hair which might possibly have been red, a wide clear forehead, serious eyes, high cheekbones, nervous nostrils and a mouth which was not giving anything away. It was a fine-drawn, almost a taut face, and not a happy one”
Raymond Chandler, Playback

Carroll John Daly
“The tin pan notes of a piano drift faintly into the night. A man curses and a window slams. Far distant an ash can clatters on stone and the almost human screech of a cat pierces the night.”
Carroll John Daly, The Snarl of the Beast

Donald E. Westlake
“Well, she was dead, and there was no use crying over spilt milk.”
Donald E. Westlake, Double Feature

C. Mack Lewis
“Jaundice and black crap ain't going to scare me off the juice, kid. When you grow up and walk into the shit-storm that's waiting for your out there," Rose waved her cigarette at the window, "you'll be chink-yellow and shittin' black too.”
C. Mack Lewis , Black Market Angels

Brett Halliday
“Who in the hell was Halliday? Just a guy from out of town who’d written a few bad mystery novels. Really a has-been. Still trying to ride along on the hard-boiled stuff that had gone out of favor with the old Black Mask.”
Brett Halliday, She Woke to Darkness

Hieronymus Hawkes
“Being in the cell was a bit like being in a casino, with no clocks and no change in the lighting. But he had more to lose than a bet, and no one was bringing him cocktails.”
Hieronymus Hawkes, Effacement

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