There was nothing to it. The Super Chief was on time, as it almost always is, and the subject was as easy to spot as a kangaroo in a dinner jacket. - Raymond Chandler

The subject was as easy to spot as a kangaroo in a dinner jacket

She had eyes like strange sins.

The book was not new. Dates were stamped on the front endpaper, in and out dates. A rent book. A lending library of elaborate smut.

I rewrapped the book and locked it up behind the seat. A racket like that, out in the open on the boulevard, seemed to mean plenty of protection. I sat there and poisoned myself with cigarette smoke and listened to the rain and thought about it.

Don't ever write anything you don't like yourself and if you do like it, don't take anyone's advice about changing it. They just don't know.” — Raymond Chandler