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Even on Central Avenue, not the quietest dressed street in the world, he looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food.

— Raymond Chandler Farewell, My Lovely (1940)

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The truth of art keeps science from becoming inhuman, and the truth of science keeps art from becoming ridiculous.

There are two kinds of truth: the truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart.

The girl slept on, motionless, in that curled-up looseness achieved by some women and all cats.

It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.

The Big Sleep (1939)

A few locks of dry white hair clung to his scalp, like wild flowers fighting for life on a bare rock.

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