#boil

When a beautiful blonde asks, you don't say no. ↗

— V.T. Davy

#channel #crime #detective #hard-boiled #islands

Calvino remembered he had no food in the house and would have to go shopping on Sukhumvit Road. Then he planned to crawl into his bed and sleep, the kind of deep sleep without dreams or hopes, a sleep without regrets, without knowing or thinking how things got the way they are or how occasional fragments of decency escaped the forces of gravity. ↗

— Christopher G. Moore - Zero Hour in Phnom Penh

#noir-fiction #dreams

He looked as if he'd got a lot of pleasure out of going ten rounds with your grandmother and making sure she went the whole distance. ↗

— Richard Brautigan

#noir #dreams

The only thing he likes better than a nice juicy homicide is a sirloin steak smothered with onions. ↗

— Richard Brautigan

#homicide #noir #steak #dreams

You'd like Freedom, Truth, and Justice, wouldn't you, Comrade Sergeant?' said Reg encouragingly. 'I'd like a hard-boiled egg,' said Vimes, shaking the match out. There was some nervous laughter, but Reg looked offended. 'In the circumstances, Sergeant, I think we should set our sights a little higher--' 'Well, yes, we could,' said Vimes, coming down the steps. He glanced at the sheets of papers in front of Reg. The man cared. He really did. And he was serious. He really was. 'But...well, Reg, tomorrow the sun will come up again, and I'm pretty sure that whatever happens we won't have found Freedom, and there won't be a whole lot of Justice, and I'm damn sure we won't have found Truth. But it's just possible that I might get a hard-boiled egg. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#freedom #hard-boiled-egg #justice #realism #revolution

We'd boil this whisky because we thought that would make it stronger. So we thought we were getting drunk, but in fact there'd be no alcohol left in it. ↗

— Neneh Cherry

#because #boil #drunk #fact #getting

Chance is life's only certainty. ↗

— Mickey Wyte

#mystery #new-york-city #life

I had killed a man, for money and a woman. I didn't have the money and I didn't have the woman. ↗

— James M. Cain

#money #murder #noir #women #money

Somebody should have taken him to a stationary store and pointed out the difference between an envelope and a whore. ↗

— Richard Brautigan

#humour #noir #stationary #dreams

There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ↗

— Raymond Chandler

#hard-boiled #santa-anas #short-story