Poems List

At least half the mystery novels published violate the law that the solution, once revealed, must seem to be inevitable.
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Chess is as elaborate a waste of human intelligence as you can find outside an advertising agency.
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California, the department store state.
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Alcohol is like love: the first kiss is magic, the second is intimate, the third is routine. After that, you just take the girl’s clothes off.

The Long Goodbye

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It is a language which is being molded by writers to do delicate things and yet be in the grasp of superficially educated people.
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There are two kinds of truth: the truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart. The first of these is science, and the second is art.
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You don’t miss your brain because you don’t need it.
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When in doubt have a man come through the door with a gun in his hand.

attributed

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Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid.

in Atlantic Monthly December 1944 ‘The Simple Art of Murder’

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When I split an infinitive, God damn it, I split it so it will stay split.

letter to Edward Weeks, 18 January 1947

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Raymond Chandler was born in Chicago, Illinois, on July 23, 1888. He spent part of his childhood and youth in England. After returning to the United States, Chandler served in World War I and worked various jobs before dedicating himself to writing full-time in the 1930s. His first novel, "The Big Sleep," was published in 1939, setting the tone for his later works. His novels, such as "Farewell, My Lovely" and "The Lady in the Lake," explore themes of corruption, greed, and morality in a stylized and often dangerous Los Angeles. In addition to his work as a novelist, Chandler also wrote screenplays for Hollywood, including collaborations on "Double Indemnity" and "The Blue Dahlia." He was a rigorous critic of his own work and of writing in general, known for his insightful observations on human nature and society. Raymond Chandler passed away in 1959, leaving a lasting legacy in detective fiction.