The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.

No such thing as a man willing to be honest - that would be like a blind man willing to see.

i'm in a muddle about a lot of things -- i've just discovered that i've a mind, and i'm starting to read" "read what?" "everything. i have to pick and choose, of course, but mostly things that make me think.

The best of America drifts to Paris. The American in Paris is the best American.

Look at that,' she whispered, and then after a moment: 'I'd like to just get one of those pink clouds and put you in it and push you around.

Most affectations conceal something eventually, even though they don't in the beginning.

The bottle of whiskey - the second one - was now in constant demand by all present, excepting Catherine, who 'felt just as good on nothing at all.