It is a language which is being molded by writers to do delicate things and yet be in the grasp of superficially educated people.
Raymond ChandlerI'm all done with hating you. It's all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don't hate them very long.
Raymond ChandlerThe plants filled the place, a forest of them, with nasty meaty leaves and stalks like the newly washed fingers of dead men.
Raymond ChandlerThere is something about the literary life that repels me, all this desperate building of castles on cobwebs, the long-drawn acrimonious struggle to make something important which we all know will be gone forever in a few years, the miasma of failure which is to me almost as offensive as the cheap gaudiness of popular success.
Raymond Chandler