Quotes from book
Farewell, My Lovely

Name: Farewell, My Lovely
Author: Raymond Chandler

Farewell, My Lovely is a novel by Raymond Chandler, published in 1940, the second novel he wrote featuring the Los Angeles private eye Philip Marlowe. It was adapted for the screen three times and was also adapted for the stage and radio.

“She gave me a smile I could feel in my hip pocket.”

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“I needed a drink, I needed a lot of life insurance, I needed a vacation, I needed a home in the country. What I had was a coat, a hat and a gun. I put them on and went out of the room.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 34

“The coffee shop smell was strong enough to build a garage on.”

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“A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained glass window.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 13

“It was a cool day and very clear. You could see a long way-but not as far as Velma had gone.”

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“I like smooth shiny girls, hardboiled and loaded with sin.”

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“The wet air was as cold as the ashes of love.”

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“We sneered at each other across the desk for a moment. He sneered better than I did.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 20

“They say money don't stink," he said. "I sometimes wonder.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 34

“Even on Central Avenue, not the quietest dressed street in the world, he looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 1

“He had a battered face that looked as if it had been hit by everything but the bucket of a dragline. It was scarred, flattened, thickened, checkered, and welted. It was a face that had nothing to fear. Everything had been done to it that anybody could think of.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 2

““Who is this Hemingway person at all?”
“A guy that keeps saying the same thing over and over until you begin to believe it must be good.”
“That must take a hell of a long time,” the big man said.”

Raymond Chandler book Farewell, My Lovely

Source: Farewell, My Lovely (1940), chapter 24

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