Los Angeles Art+Books – The Big Sleep: Raymond Chandler, 50 Years Dead

“Cops are like a doctor that gives you aspirin for a brain tumor, except that the cop would rather cure it with a blackjack.”

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

“The minutes went by on tiptoe, with their fingers to their lips.”

“His smile was as stiff as a frozen fish.”

“He was a guy who talked with commas, like a heavy novel.”

And, a personal favorite: “It was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained glass window.”

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