I could see why she felt attracted to Sam K. Barrows. Birds of a feather, or rather lizards of a scale.

He was as obsequious as a Japanese ivy plant. Wringing his hands as if he hoped to squeeze the milk of human kindness from his fingernails, ...

Actually, the situation was intolerable. But then it was surprising how much intolerableness a man could tolerate.

[T]hat question is like asking what color Tuesday was. It’s meaningless.

T.V. has brought murder back into the home where it belongs.

I want to write about people I love, and put them into a fictional world spun out of my own mind, not the world we actually have, because the world we actually have does not meet my standards.