I was neat, clean, shaved and sober and I didn't care who knew it.
There is no trap so deadly as the trap you set for yourself.
Down these mean streets a man must go who is neither tarnished nor afraid
She was the music heard faintly on the edge of sound.
I like bars just after they open in the evening. When the air inside is still cool and clean and everything is shiny. The first quiet drink of the evening in a quiet bar -- that's wonderful.
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.