Occupation: Author Birth: September 27, 1906 Death: April 7, 1977
It doesn't matter what answers you get if you ask the wrong questions..
I'd been chasing females all my life, not paying no mind to the fact that whatever's got tail at one end has teeth at the other, and now I was gettin….
I ain't saying you're a liar, because that wouldn't be polite. But I'll tell you this, ma'am. If I loved liars, I'd hug you to death..
I found out long ago that the place where the law is apt to be abused the most is right around a courthouse..
There is only one plot-things are not what they seem..
I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more..
If we all had all we wanted to eat, we'd crap too much. We'd have inflation in the toilet paper industry..
I looked at her, with her hair spilled out on the pillows and the warmth of her body warming mine. And I thought, god-dang, if this ain't a heck of a….
In lots of books I read, the writer seems to go haywire every time he reaches a high point. He’ll start leaving out punctuation and running his words….
You've got forever; and somehow you can't do much with it. You've got forever; and it's a mile wide and an inch deep and full of alligators..
You go into the office and take a book or two from the shelves. You read a few lines, like your life depended on reading 'em right. But you know your….
We're living in a funny world kid, a peculiar civilization. The police are playing crooks in it, and the crooks are doing police duty. The politician….
When life attains a crisis, man’s focus narrows. […] The world becomes a stage of immediate concern, swept free of illusion..
There are things that have to be forgotten if you want to go on living..
You can't stamp on a man's corns when he's got his feet cut off..
Then he laughed and she laughed. And quivering with the movement of the train, the dead man seemed to laugh too..
What smells good in the store may stink in the stewpot..
There are thirty-two ways to write a story, and I’ve used every one, but there is only one plot – things are not as they seem..
A weed is a plant out of place..
If the Good Lord made a mistake in us people it was in making us want to live when we’ve got the least excuse for it..
I told her the world was full of nice people. I'd have hated to try to prove it to her, but I said it, anyway..