To get what he wanted, a man had to give other people what they wanted.

It's sometimes better to pretend I don't hear the sound of somebody in the nearby woods with a shotgun.

Nora: "How do you feel?" Nick: "Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober.

He looked rather pleasantly, like a blonde satan.

With what dope I got I think it fills me in pretty well.

He felt like somebody had taken the lid off life and let him see the works.

The face she made at me was probably meant for a smile. Whatever it was, it beat me. I was afraid she'd do it again, so I surrendered