Call Me a Cab Quotes

“All airports make you drive in great circles to get anywhere. You can never just drive in to the airport and then turn around and drive back out again. You have to loop over and under and in and out and through and around, all on a network of roads architecturally based on the concept of the Christmas-present bow, following endless barely comprehensible signs.”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“Never for a second did their characterizations slip, did their play-acting lapse; what had happened had not happened, nothing had changed, there were no clouds in their sky, there was nothing but frivolousness and nonchalance. They were merely amused by one another, and not terribly involved together emotionally at all.”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“Since Lake Erie water can eat through a human body in under three minutes, a wood or aluminum boat in ten and a steel hull in twenty-five, this resort couldn’t offer much by way of the usual swimming and boating”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“Never have I said, “Oh, if only I had a slide rule!” though surely there have been times when it was the appropriate thing to say.)”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“A Holiday Inn restaurant with unshrouded windows! We sat by one, looking out at the tumbling tiny Virgin River while the Muzak doggedly chewed and swallowed Scatterbrain: “STILL it’s CHAR ming CHAT ter SCAT ter BRAIN.” During the meal Katharine talked about Barry: “We were at dinner once, in Los Angeles, and a girl came over to the table, one of his patients that he hadn’t seen for”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“Katharine and I played Superghost and laughed at one another’s jokes.”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“lived in New Brunswick, New Jersey. Do you know just how horrible New Brunswick, New Jersey is?” She smiled faintly, as she shook her head. “No, I don’t.” “You’re lucky. Those who do have experience of New Brunswick, New Jersey are scarred for life.”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

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― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab

“a slender vinyl attaché case; the kind carried by State Department clerks, computer salesmen, and executive trainees. This, which she opened on her lap, had proved to contain such serious businesslike material as yellow-lined legal pads, ballpoint pens, graph paper, loose-leaf filler books, a cassette recorder, sharpened yellow pencils, and a slide rule. (I have always envied people who know what a slide rule is for. It’s not even the question of how you use it, it’s more basic than that; I am convinced there have been moments in my life which would have been made easier if I had been equipped with a handy slide rule and the mastery of its operation, but I’m so ignorant I don’t even know which moments those were. Never have I said, “Oh, if only I had a slide rule!” though surely there have been times when it was the appropriate thing to say.) But not at the moment for Ms. Scott. She’d taken from the attaché case only one legal pad and one ballpoint pen, then closed”
― Donald E. Westlake, Call Me A Cab