The Drowning Pool Quotes

“There was nothing wrong with Southern California that a rise in the ocean level wouldn't cure.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“He had pink butterfly ears. The rest of him was still in the larval stage.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“I felt like a lonely cat, an aging tom ridden by obscure rage, looking for torn-ear trouble. I clipped that pitch off short and threw it away. Night streets were my territory, and would be till I rolled in the last gutter.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“My free hand reached for something to hold on to, and closed on liquid nothing.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“There’s a contradiction in your thinking,” I said. “If I took your dirty money, you wouldn’t be able to trust my honesty.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“The smell of the sea, of kelp and fish and bitter moving water, rose stronger in my nostrils. It flooded my consciousness like an ancestral memory. The swells rose sluggishly and fell away, casting up dismal gleams between the boards of the pier. And the whole pier rose and fell in stiff and creaking mimicry, dancing its long slow dance of dissolution. I reached the end and saw no one, heard nothing but my footsteps and the creak of the beams, the slap of waves on the pilings. It was a fifteen-foot drop to the dim water. The nearest land ahead of me was Hawaii.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“dozed off with my consciousness slightly ajar.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“Now take it easy. This is a gun I have at your back. Don't you feel it?"
I felt it. I took it easy.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“Like other self-educated men, he was vain of his vocabulary.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“I’ve taken an option on it, but I haven’t bought it yet”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool

“Her eyes, dark brown and experienced, carried a little luggage underneath.”
― Ross Macdonald, The Drowning Pool