‘If I should die,’ said I to myself, ‘I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have lov’d the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember’d.’ - John Keats
“Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.” - Kurt Vonnegut
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Delysia: [during an air-raid drill] Guinevere, I’m scared! Guinevere Pettigrew: It’s just a drill, I’m sure it’s just a drill. Delysia: But it won’t always be, will it? We’re going to war, aren’t we? Guinevere Pettigrew: Yes we are. And that is why you must not waste a second of this precious life. Listen to me. Once I too had ambitions. Not your grand ones, simple ambitions. Marriage, children and a house of our own. He died, in the mud in France. A good, solid man. You would call him dull, no doubt, but he smiled whenever he saw me and we could’ve built a life on that. Your heart knows the truth, Delysia. Trust it.
Felix: No. No. No. No. You are not going over there. You go over there, you might as well put your stick on a cracker. You know? It’s only going to make you her bitch. You don’t want that. It’s bad. Berke: Felix, I’ve taken pisses longer than your last three relationships.
John: Dance? Diana: I should go. John: I remember once when I was young, and I was coming back from some place, a movie or something. I was on the subway and there was a girl sitting across from me and she was wearing this dress that was buttoned clear up right to here. She was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. And I was shy then, so when she would look at me, I would look away. Then, afterwards, when I would look back, she would look away. Then I got to where I was gonna get off, and got off, the doors closed, and as the train was pulling away she looked right at me and gave me the most incredible smile. It was awful, I wanted to tear the doors open. And I went back every night, same time, for two weeks, but she never showed up. That was 30 years ago and I don’t think that there’s a day that goes by that I don’t think about her. I don’t want that to happen again. Just one dance?
Odell: Hey Easy, find a job yet? Easy Rawlins: I ain’t studyin’ no job, Odell. Odell: Ain’t studyin’ no job? How you gonna live? Easy Rawlins: I got a little money saved up. I’ll invest in real estate. Maybe go into business for myself. Odell: What kind of business? Easy Rawlins: A little private investigating. Odell: You get in trouble doing that. Easy Rawlins: Well, like a man told me once: “Step out your door, you’re already in trouble. Just a matter if you’re mixed up at the top or not, that’s all.”
Patrick Kenzie: So what kind of name is Bressant? Detective Remy Bressant: It’s the kind they give you in Lousiana. Patrick Kenzie: Oh yeah? Thought you were from here. Detective Remy Bressant: Well, it all depends on how you look at it. I mean, you might think that you’re more from here than me, for example. But I’ve been living here longer than you been alive. So who’s right? Patrick Kenzie: I’ll mull it over.