Tall, aren't you?" she said. "I didn't mean to be." Her eyes rounded. She was puzzled. She was thinking. I could see, even on that short acquaintance, that thinking was always going to be a bother to her.
Raymond ChandlerAll art at some time and in some manner becomes mass entertainment, and if it does not it dies and is forgotten.
Raymond ChandlerShe jerked away from me like a startled fawn might, if I had a startled fawn and it jerked away from me.
Raymond ChandlerI sat down on the edge of a deep soft chair and looked at Mrs Regan. She was worth a stare. She was trouble.
Raymond Chandler