Monday, April 27, 2009

 His knuckles hurt,
but the rest of him felt good.
It was strange how much misery
a man could unload
  with one hard punch.

Marvin H. Albert
The Chiselers

Monday, April 20, 2009

Everything goes to sleep
if you wait long enough.

Paul Tremblay
The Little Sleep

Monday, April 13, 2009

What did it matter
where you lay
once you were dead?
In a dirty sump
or in a marble tower
on top of a high hill?
You were dead,
you were sleeping
the big sleep,
you were not bothered
by things like that.

Raymond Chandler
The Big Sleep

Monday, April 6, 2009

"Cheapskate," said the cowboy.
Then he frowned, thinking.
"Of course, perhaps he intended
to let you keep it."

Michael Crichton
Zero Cool