There was a sad fellow over on a bar stool talking to the bartender, who was polishing a glass and listening with that plastic smile people wear when they are trying not to scream.
Raymond ChandlerMost people go through life using up half their energy trying to protect a dignity they never had
Raymond ChandlerThey just sat there looking back at me. The orange queen was clacking her typewriter. Cop talk was no more treat for her than legs to a dance director. They had the calm weathered faces of healthy men in hard condition. They had the eyes they always have, cloudy and grey like freezing water. The firm set mouth, the hard little wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the hard hollow meaningless stare, not quite cruel and a thousand miles from kind. The dull ready-made clothes, worn without style, with a sort of contempt; the look of men who are poor and yet proud of their power, watching always for ways to make it felt, to shove it into you and twist it and grin and watch you squirm, ruthless without malice, cruel and yet not always unkind. What would you expect them to be? Civilization had no meaning for them. All they saw of it was the failures, the dirt, the dregs, the aberrations and the disgust.
Raymond Chandler¿Cómo puedes ser tan duro y tan tierno a la vez?
- Si no fuera duro no podría estar vivo, si no fuera tierno no merecería estarlo.
You go in through double swing doors. Inside the double doors there is a combination PBX and information desk at which sits one of those ageless women you see around municipal offices everywhere in the world. They were never young and will never be old. They have no beauty, no charm, no style. They don't have to please anybody. They are safe. They are civil without ever quite being polite and intelligent and knowledgeable without any real interest in anything. They are what human beings turn into when they trade life for existence and ambition for security.
Raymond ChandlerThe challenge of screenwriting is to say much in little and then take half of that little out and still preserve an effect of leisure and natural movement.
Raymond ChandlerShe had a lot of face and chin. She had pewter-colored hair set in a ruthless permanent, a hard beak and moist eyes with the sympathetic expression of wet stones.
Raymond ChandlerShe's a charming middle-aged lady with a face like a bucket of mud and if she has washed her hair since Coolidge's second term I'll eat my spare tyre, rim and all.
Raymond ChandlerThe coffee shop smell was strong enough to build a garage on.
Raymond ChandlerMots clés hard-boiled noir mystery-suspense
Mostly I just kill time," he said, "and it dies hard.
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