“It was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained glass window. She was wearing street clothes that looked black and white, and a hat to match and she was a little haughty, but not too much. Whatever you needed, wherever you happened to be—she had it.”
Farewell, My Lovely. Four Complete Philip Marlowe Novels. New York: Avenel Books, 1986, p. 218. (Through the character of Philip Marlowe)
“The man in the back seat made a sudden flashing movement that I sensed rather than saw. A pool of darkness opened at my feet and was far, far deeper than the blackest night.
“I dived into it. It had no bottom.”
~Raymond Chandler Farewell, My Lovely. Four Complete Philip Marlowe Novels. New York: Avenel Books, 1986, p. 265. (Through the character of Philip Marlowe)