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100 John D. MacDonald Famous Sayings, Quotes and Quotation.

John D. MacDonald Sayings: never sit in the first row at the ballet. never sit in the first row at the ballet.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: I heard his hasty footsteps on the dock. I kept my head down. I heard I heard his hasty footsteps on the dock. I kept my head down. I heard the thump and felt it as he leaped down into the cockpit. I heard his grunt of consternation. He would have to find out, and find out quickly.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: It's no good telling somebody they're trying too hard. It's very much like ordering a It's no good telling somebody they're trying too hard. It's very much like ordering a child to go stand in a corner for a half hour and never once think about elephants.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Ask for two, and they give you the third free. Ask for two, and they give you the third free.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: sighed. "Bring her around sometime." She padded lithely over to me and took my wrist sighed. "Bring her around sometime." She padded lithely over to me and took my wrist and looked at my watch. Her breathing had slowed. Her leotard was sweat-dark and fitted her almost as closely as her healthy hide. She beamed down at me. "I knew you'd be nice about it, Trav. She'll be here in twenty minutes." I stared up at her. "You are a con artist, McCall.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: All thinking is done with the glands. Logic is added later to tidy things up. All thinking is done with the glands. Logic is added later to tidy things up.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Anxious little smile that came and went - a mendicant Anxious little smile that came and went - a mendicant
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: In the sense of movement a boat is a living thing.It is a companion in In the sense of movement a boat is a living thing.
It is a companion in the night. Each boat has its own manner and character.
Travis McGee, 1985
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: I could have listed maybe fifty possible reactions without coming close to the one I I could have listed maybe fifty possible reactions without coming close to the one I got. Her eyes dulled and her narrow nostrils flared wide and her mouth fell into sickness. She lost her posture and stood in an ugly way.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Night and gin and music-the right setting for peeling off the thin clinging layers of Night and gin and music-the right setting for peeling off the thin clinging layers of bullshit and finding one's way down closer to the essential self.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Being an adult means accepting those situations where no action is possible. Being an adult means accepting those situations where no action is possible.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: My purpose is to entertain myself first and other people secondly. My purpose is to entertain myself first and other people secondly.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Such gratitude! It hurt me to see you lose your professional standing, McGee. Like you Such gratitude! It hurt me to see you lose your professional standing, McGee. Like you were going soft and sentimental. So, through my own account, I put us into Fletcher and rode it up nicely and took us out, and split the bonus right down the middle. It's short-term. It's a check. Pay your taxes. Live a little. It's a longer retirement this time. We can gather up a throng and go blundering around on this licentious craft and get the remorses for saying foolish things while in our cups. We had a salvage contract, idiot, and the fee is comparatively small but fair."
"And you are comparatively large but fair."
"I think of myself that way. Where did the check go? Into the pocket so fast? Good." he looked at his watch. "I am taking a lady to lunch. Make a nice neat deck there, Captain." And away he went, humming.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Way over half the murders committed in this country are by close friends or relatives Way over half the murders committed in this country are by close friends or relatives of the deceased. A gun makes a loud and satisfying noise in a moment of passion and requires no agility and very little strength. How many murders wouldn't happen, if they all had to use hammers and knives?
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Her dark eyes were like twin entrances to two deep caves. Nothing lived in those Her dark eyes were like twin entrances to two deep caves. Nothing lived in those caves. Maybe something had, once upon a time. There were piles of picked bones back in there, some scribbling on the walls, and some grey ash where the fires had been.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: For perhaps the first time in my life I appreciated the corrosive effects of total For perhaps the first time in my life I appreciated the corrosive effects of total uncertainty.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: I went into the lunchroom. A stocky young girl in a soiled green jumper sat I went into the lunchroom. A stocky young girl in a soiled green jumper sat at a table reading a fan magazine. She got up slowly when the screen door creaked. She had enormous breasts and she looked like Buddy Hackett.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Hascomb snatched an ancient weapon out of his glove compartment. Officers have smuggled them home Hascomb snatched an ancient weapon out of his glove compartment. Officers have smuggled them home from the last five wars. The Colt.45 automatic.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: His wife, Gerry, was a truly stunning blonde in her middle twenties, tall and gracious, His wife, Gerry, was a truly stunning blonde in her middle twenties, tall and gracious, but with eyes just a little cold to match a smile so warm and welcoming.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Now, of course, having failed in every attempt to subdue the Glades by frontal attack, Now, of course, having failed in every attempt to subdue the Glades by frontal attack, we are slowly killing it off by tapping the River of Grass. In the questionable name of progress, the state in its vast wisdom lets every two-bit developer divert the flow into drag-lined canals that give him 'waterfront' lots to sell. As far north as Corkscrew Swamp, virgin stands of ancient bald cypress are dying. All the area north of Copeland had been logged out, and will never come back. As the glades dry, the big fires come with increasing frequency. The ecology is changing with egret colonies dwindling, mullet getting scarce, mangrove dying of new diseases born of dryness.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Now each one of us, black or white, is a symbol. The war is out Now each one of us, black or white, is a symbol. The war is out in the open and the skin color is a uniform. All the deep and basic similarities of the human condition are forgotten so that we can exaggerate the few differences that exist.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: All the little gods of irony must whoop and weep and roll on the floors All the little gods of irony must whoop and weep and roll on the floors of Olympus when they tune in on the night thoughts of a truly fatuous male.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: The world is full of damp rocks, with some very strange creatures hiding under them. The world is full of damp rocks, with some very strange creatures hiding under them.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: It is that flavor exuded by women who have fashioned an earthy and simplified sexual It is that flavor exuded by women who have fashioned an earthy and simplified sexual adjustment to their environment, borne their young, achieved an unthinking physical confidence. They are often placidly unkempt, even grubby, taking no interest in the niceties of posture. They have a slow relish for the physical spectrum of food, sun, deep sleep, the needs of children, the caressess of affection. There is a tiny magnificance about them, like the sultry dignity of she-lions.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: If you would be thrilled by watching the galloping advance of a major glacier, you'd If you would be thrilled by watching the galloping advance of a major glacier, you'd be ecstatic watching changes in publishing.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Are too many mouths to feed. One million three hundred thousand more every week! And Are too many mouths to feed. One million three hundred thousand more every week! And of all the people who have ever been alive on Earth, more than half are living right now. We are gnawing the planet bare,
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: O thank you, Uncle Omar. Thank you for instilling a helpless youth with such grave O thank you, Uncle Omar. Thank you for instilling a helpless youth with such grave suspicions of women and all their works, that here and now, in my maturity, in my thirty-second year, I cannot confront a lovely and half-naked lady without getting cramps in my toes and saying gahr.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Up with life. Stamp out all small and large indignities. Leave everyone alone to make Up with life. Stamp out all small and large indignities. Leave everyone alone to make it without pressure. Down with hurting. Lower the standard of living. Do without plastics. Smash the servo-mechanisms. Stop grabbing. Snuff the breeze and hug the kids. Love all love. Hate all hate.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Are you a good human being, Gerry? I mean good in the sense that if Are you a good human being, Gerry? I mean good in the sense that if you put everything in the scales, they'd tip that way?" It startled her. "I don't know. I haven't thought of myself that way. I think I like the lush life a little too much. That's why I married George. I'm vain. I like men to admire me. I've got a coarse streak that comes out at the wrong times. But I do try to live up to ... some kind of a better image of myself. And I try to improve. I came from nothing, Trav, from a little raggedy-ass spread in the Panhandle with too many kids and too few rooms.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: He tottered in. In a few moments he came out, hair piece in place. But He tottered in. In a few moments he came out, hair piece in place. But the haggardness of his face made it look more spurious than before.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Newsmen have a very short attention span. It is a prerequisite in the business. That Newsmen have a very short attention span. It is a prerequisite in the business. That is why the news accounts of almost anything make sense to all ages up to the age of twelve. If one wishes to enjoy newspapers, it is wise to halt all intellectual development right at that age. The schools are doing their level best to achieve this goal.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: This is the queasy shadowland, and they don't even work hard at that because they This is the queasy shadowland, and they don't even work hard at that because they have never learned to work at anything. They turn sloppy, and when the youngness is gone, there isn't much left. Just the dead eyes and the small meaty skills and the feeling their luck went bad sometime, when they weren't watching. Fifteen to twenty-five is the span, and they age quickly and badly. These are the bunnies who never find a burrow.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Sly and reckless, compulsive and bold. The goat-god, with hoof and smile and hairy ears, Sly and reckless, compulsive and bold. The goat-god, with hoof and smile and hairy ears, satyr at the helm of the Play Pen. Love him, understand him, forgive him, lead him shyly to Freud, or Jesus. Or else take the contemporarily untenable position that evil, undiluted by any hint of childhood trauma, does exist in the world, exists for its own precise sake, the pustular bequest from the beast, as inexplicable as Belsen.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Willy Lazeer is an acquaintance. His teeth and his feet hurt. He hates the climate, Willy Lazeer is an acquaintance. His teeth and his feet hurt. He hates the climate, the Power Squadron, the government and his wife. The vast load of hate has left him numbed rather than bitter. In appearance, it is as though somebody bleached Sinatra, skinned him, and made Willy wear him.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: If there's no pain and no loss, it's only recreational and we can leave it If there's no pain and no loss, it's only recreational and we can leave it to the minks. People have to be valued.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: It is one thing to look at a mistreated boat and another to look at It is one thing to look at a mistreated boat and another to look at a tomb. The silence of the bay seemed more intense. And I could see the glint of the carrion flies.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: Vulnerability is the curse of the thinking classes. Vulnerability is the curse of the thinking classes.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: She was a tall and slender woman, possibly in her early thirties. Her skin had She was a tall and slender woman, possibly in her early thirties. Her skin had the extraordinary fineness of grain, and the translucence you see in small children and fashion models. In her fine long hands, delicacy of wrists, floating texture of dark hair, and in the mobility of the long narrow sensitive structuring of her face there was the look of something almost too well made, too highly bred, too finely drawn for all the natural crudities of human existence. Her eyes were large and very dark and tilted and set widely. She wore dark Bermuda shorts and sandals and a crisp blue and white blouse, no jewelry of any kind, a sparing touch of lipstick.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: That is the flaw in my personality. Vanity. And your flaw is sentimentality. They are That is the flaw in my personality. Vanity. And your flaw is sentimentality. They are the flaws which will inevitably kill us both.
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John D. MacDonald Sayings: When you look at pictures of people you know are dead, there is something different When you look at pictures of people you know are dead, there is something different about the eyes. As if they anticipated their particular fate.It is a visceral recognition. I told myself I was getting too fanciful and went to bed.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I had to make a guess about what would be right and what would be I had to make a guess about what would be right and what would be wrong for her. I had to take a risk. I based the risk on what I know of loneliness, of the need of closeness in loneliness. I stroked her, totally impersonal, the way you soothe a terrified animal. At first she would leap and buck at the slightest touch. After a while there was only a tremor when I touched her, and finally that too was gone. She hiccuped and at last fell down into sleep, curled and spent.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I want story, wit, music, wryness, color, and a sense of reality in what I I want story, wit, music, wryness, color, and a sense of reality in what I read, and I try to get it in what I write.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: He chuckled and pulled himself to his feet. "End of session, McGee. Good night and He chuckled and pulled himself to his feet. "End of session, McGee. Good night and good luck." At the door he turned and said, "I'll have you checked out, of course. Just for the hell of it. I'm a careful and inquisitive man.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: The wide world is full of likable people who get kicked in the stomach regularly. The wide world is full of likable people who get kicked in the stomach regularly.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: It's a tricky, complex, indifferent society, Puss. It's a loophole world. And there are a It's a tricky, complex, indifferent society, Puss. It's a loophole world. And there are a lot of clever animals who know how to reach through the loopholes and pick the pockets of the unsuspecting.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: It is a practical world, Mr. Owen, and we have to do practical things. It is a practical world, Mr. Owen, and we have to do practical things.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Nothing goes on forever. And if you stay patient, problems tend to go away in Nothing goes on forever. And if you stay patient, problems tend to go away in time.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: The early bird who gets the worm works for somebody who comes in late and The early bird who gets the worm works for somebody who comes in late and owns the worm farm.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Molly Bea, she of the hard white breasts lightly dusted with golden freckles, would never Molly Bea, she of the hard white breasts lightly dusted with golden freckles, would never be so humiliated by life because she could never become as deeply involved in the meaty toughness of life. She would never be victimized by her own illusions because they were not essential to her. She could always find new ones when the old ones wore out. But Cathy was stuck with hers. The illusion of love, magically changed to a memory of shame.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: You? Really now, Mr. McGee. You are spectacularly huge, and a tan that deep is You? Really now, Mr. McGee. You are spectacularly huge, and a tan that deep is almost vulgar, and you have a kind of leathery fading boyish charm, but this is not and never was a game for dilettantes, for jolly boys, for the favor-for-an-old-buddy routine. No gray-eyed wonder with a big white grin can solve anything or retrieve anything by blundering around in my life. Thanks for the gesture. But this isn't television. I don't need a big brother. So why don't you just go on back to your fun and games?
John D. MacDonald Sayings: For once her new placidity was impaired. For once her new placidity was impaired.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Never leave anything which can be traced, when you do have a choice. Never leave anything which can be traced, when you do have a choice.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: The rain had washed the sunset time to a lambent beauty. The rain had washed the sunset time to a lambent beauty.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: A woman who does not guard and treasure herself cannot be of very much value A woman who does not guard and treasure herself cannot be of very much value to anyone else.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Settled for a blooming redhead from Waco, Takes-us, name of Molly Bea Archer, carefully cut Settled for a blooming redhead from Waco, Takes-us, name of Molly Bea Archer, carefully cut her out of the pack and trundled her, tipsy and willing, back to the Busted Flush.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: cramp began to knot my right calf and so with thumb and forefinger I pinched cramp began to knot my right calf and so with thumb and forefinger I pinched my nose shut with considerable force and held the pressure until the cramp faded away. A Chinese solution. Acupressure, just as steady pressure at the right point on the inside of the wrist, three finger widths from the heel of the hand, will inhibit nausea.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: the glue that seems to hold mankind in some kind of lasting stasis is everyone's the glue that seems to hold mankind in some kind of lasting stasis is everyone's desire to be useful.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: What kind of people did he have aboard, Willy?" "Smart-ass kids." "Tourists, college kids?" He What kind of people did he have aboard, Willy?" "Smart-ass kids." "Tourists, college kids?" He stared through me for a moment. "I knew one of them." "One of the kids?" "What the hell are we talking about? One of the kids. Yes. You know over the bridge on the right there, past where they're building is a place called Charlie Char-Broil.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Walk very lightly and carefully, Wade. Look behind every bush. Walk very lightly and carefully, Wade. Look behind every bush.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Waves can wash away the most stubborn stains, and the stars do not care one Waves can wash away the most stubborn stains, and the stars do not care one way or the other.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: summertime." "I remember it well. summertime." "I remember it well.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: She trudged along, dutiful as a naughty child. She trudged along, dutiful as a naughty child.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Now it stands to reason, mister, any damn fool stares into the sun long enough, Now it stands to reason, mister, any damn fool stares into the sun long enough, he'll end up seeing exactly what some other damn fool tells him he's going to see.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: He'd had a full measure of good bourbon and a fine dinner and probably some He'd had a full measure of good bourbon and a fine dinner and probably some excellent brandy. It had dulled his mind slightly, and he was aware of that dullness and was consequently more careful and more suspicious than he would have been sober. He refused a drink. He lowered himself into a comfortable chair and took his time lighting his pipe.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: For the expendable marriage, you give the expendable gift. For the expendable marriage, you give the expendable gift.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: There are people who try to look as if they are doing a good and There are people who try to look as if they are doing a good and thorough job, and then there are the people who actually damn well do it, for its own sake.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: She was back in three minutes just to tell me that she couldn't guarantee she She was back in three minutes just to tell me that she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't get a little nutty from time to time, but she felt she was past the pill period, and then she headed back toward the beach, a lissome broad in her mirrored sunglasses, walking on good legs, and she was far younger than her years, yet old as the sea she approached.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Somebody has to be tireless or the fast buck operators would asphalt the entire coast, Somebody has to be tireless or the fast buck operators would asphalt the entire coast, fill every bay and slay every living thing incapable of carrying a wallet.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: By noon, in a gray February world, we had come down through snow flurries to By noon, in a gray February world, we had come down through snow flurries to land at Albany, and had taken off again. When the snow ended the sky was a luminous gray. I looked down at the winter calligraphy of upstate New York, white fields marked off by the black woodlots, an etching without color, superbly restful in contrast to the smoky, guttering, grinding stink of the airplane clattering across the sky like an old commuter bus.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Who are you? What do you want? Who are you? Her voice was light and Who are you? What do you want? Who are you? Her voice was light and fast and intense and her mouth trembled. She seemed to be on the narrow edge of emotional disaster, holding herself in check with the greatest effort. And about her was a rich and heavy scent of brandy, and an unsteadiness, the eyes too swift and not exactly in focus.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: It would be one kind of penance. And there are never enough kinds. Not for It would be one kind of penance. And there are never enough kinds. Not for him. Not for me. And certainly not for you, my friend.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: She went inside and watched him walk back toward sixteen, She went inside and watched him walk back toward sixteen,
John D. MacDonald Sayings: My ward had arisen. She had slept so hard her eyes looked puffy, but she My ward had arisen. She had slept so hard her eyes looked puffy, but she had acquainted herself with the equipment in my stainless steel galley, and she wore a pretty cotton dress, which hung just a little loosely on her, and she had taken two generous steaks out of the locker and set them out to thaw. She seemed a little more aware of the situation, shyly aware that she might be a nuisance.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I thundered hot water into the big tub, setting up McGee's Handy Home Treatment for I thundered hot water into the big tub, setting up McGee's Handy Home Treatment for Melancholy. A deep hot bath, and a strong cold drink, and a book on the tub rack. Who needs the Megrims? Surely not McGee, not that big brown loose-jointed, wirehaired beach rambler, that lazy fishcatching, girlwatching, grey-eyed iconoclastic hustler. Stay happy, McGee, while you use up the stockpiled cash. Borrow a Junior from Meyer for the sake of coziness. Or get dressed and go over to the next doc, over to the big Wheeler where the Alabama Tiger maintains his permanent floating house party and join the festive pack. Do anything, but stop remembering the way Sam Taggart looks with all the wandering burned out of him. Stop remembering the sly shy way Nicki would walk toward you, across a room. Stop remembering the way Lois died. Get in there and have fun, fella. While there's fun to have. While there's some left. Before they deal you out.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: In the morning I'm often anti-semantic. In the morning I'm often anti-semantic.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: He was in a gigantic circular bed, with a pink canopy over it. In all He was in a gigantic circular bed, with a pink canopy over it. In all the luxuriant femininity of that big bedroom, George looked shrunken and misplaced, like a dead worm in a birthday cake.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I talked with Junior Allen. He didn't have his mind on it. He was crouched I talked with Junior Allen. He didn't have his mind on it. He was crouched in the brush, and he could taste lamb, and he was alerted for the first shy sound of the little hoofs coming along the trail. I gently and indirectly advanced the idea of my coming along, and he firmly closed the door. He got up and sprang nimbly onto the dock, snapped the weak dock light on, checked his lines, adjusted a fender and came aboard again, restless.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I could see, in the haze to the north, the tall stacks of the mighty I could see, in the haze to the north, the tall stacks of the mighty Borden phosphate and fertilizer plant in Bradenton, spewing lethal fluorine and sulphuric-acid components into the vacation sky. In the immediate area it is known bitterly as the place where Elsie the Cow coughed herself to death. I have read where it had been given yet another two years to correct its massive and dangerous pollution. Big Borden must have directors somewhere. Maybe, like the Penn Central directors, they are going to sit on their respective docile asses until the roof falls in. There are but two choices. Either they know they condone poisoning and don't give a damn, or they don't know they condone poisoning and don't give a damn. Anybody can walk into any brokerage office and be told where to look to find a complete list of the names of the directors and where they live. Drop the fellows a line, huh?
John D. MacDonald Sayings: You feel that a door will open and you will be summoned, and horrid things You feel that a door will open and you will be summoned, and horrid things will happen to you before they let you go. You can not mark these houses with any homely flavor of living. When they are emptied after occupancy, they have the look of places where the blood has recently been washed away.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: My friend Meyer, the economist, says that cretins are the only humans who can be My friend Meyer, the economist, says that cretins are the only humans who can be absolutely certain of their own sanity. All the rest of us go rocketing along rickety rails over spavined bridges and along the edge of bottomless gorges. The man who believes himself free of any taint of madness is a damned liar.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Suddenly she came racing into the lounge. She wore one of my big blue towels Suddenly she came racing into the lounge. She wore one of my big blue towels in sarong fashion, and had a white towel wrapped around her head. Her face looked narrow and intent. Her features looked more pointed. "That last trip," she said. "I don't know if it will help. We stopped at some sort of a boat yard in Miami. I can't even remember the name. Something about a new generator. He kept complaining about the noise the generator made. They took up the hatches and got down in the bilge and did a lot of measuring. The man said it would take a long time to get the one Junior Allen wanted. It made him angry. But he ordered it anyway. He left a down payment on it. He ordered some kind of new model that had just been introduced.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: At times it seems as if arranging to have no commitment of any kind to At times it seems as if arranging to have no commitment of any kind to anyone would be a special freedom. But in fact the whole idea works in reverse. The most deadly commitment of all is to be committed only to one's self. Some come to realize this after they are in the nursing home.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: And you can sit out here in the hour before dawn, boy, and think virtuous And you can sit out here in the hour before dawn, boy, and think virtuous thoughts and tell yourself how noble you are and all that shit, and you are going to lay back and hang on to the money, because that is the way the world keeps score. Not your way. Not lately.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: If you look over in that direction, like two hundred yards, you will see some If you look over in that direction, like two hundred yards, you will see some birds walking. Never drive the boat toward where the birds are walking. First rule of navigation.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Keep your head down, fella. Do your job. Sell the product, write the contracts, negotiate Keep your head down, fella. Do your job. Sell the product, write the contracts, negotiate the loans, attend the closings, bank your share and fatten the Keogh accordingly.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: As I holed up in the City of Angels, I was also aware of a As I holed up in the City of Angels, I was also aware of a comforting feeling of anonymity. In the world's biggest third-class city I could pass unnoticed. I spoke the language. I was familiar with the currency. I could drink the water. I could almost breathe the air, late April air, compounded of interesting hydrocarbons.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Bugs would eat the wax. Chaw the old canvas. And one day there will be Bugs would eat the wax. Chaw the old canvas. And one day there will be a mutation, and we will have new ones that can digest concrete, dissolve steel and suck up the acid puddles, fatten on magic plastics, lick their slow way through glass. Then the cities will tumble and man will be chased back into the sea from which he came ...
John D. MacDonald Sayings: People cannot endure inexplicable worthlessness People cannot endure inexplicable worthlessness
John D. MacDonald Sayings: If the cards are stacked against you, reshuffle the deck. If the cards are stacked against you, reshuffle the deck.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: How terribly dear!" she said. "How ineffably buddy-buddy! I shouldn't have gone running to him How terribly dear!" she said. "How ineffably buddy-buddy! I shouldn't have gone running to him with my little heartache, Mr. McGee. It was selfish of me. It upset him, and it didn't do me any particular good. How can he check up on anything anyway? Why don't you just invent some soothing little story for him and go down and tell it to him and then go back to your beach-bum career, whatever it is?
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Can she be sure of that?" Her laugh was ugly. "Eyewitnesses are usually pretty positive. Can she be sure of that?" Her laugh was ugly. "Eyewitnesses are usually pretty positive. It happened back in June. Kids are so idealistic. How can I explain to her that it really didn't mean very much, that it was an old friend, sort of sentimental, unplanned, old-times-sake sort of thing. I don't make a habit of that sort of thing. But ever since I heard the door open and turned my head and saw her there, pale as death before she slammed the door and ran, I've felt cheap and sick about it. We were getting fond of each other up until then. Now she thinks I'm a monster. Tonight she was trying to hurt me by hurting herself. I just hope George has forgotten what she said. His judgment is bad enough lately without something like that to cloud it.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: It can happen to anybody, getting all hung up on some twenty-year-old quiff. Like the It can happen to anybody, getting all hung up on some twenty-year-old quiff. Like the little dog in the freight yard, and the train nips off the end of his tail and he yelps and spins around and it cuts off his head. Never lose your head over a piece of tail.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I drove back into town, full of the look of her, full of the impact I drove back into town, full of the look of her, full of the impact of her. It was an impact that made the day, the trees, the city, all look more vivid. Her face was special and clear in my mind - the wide mouth, the one crooked tooth, the gray slant of her eyes. Her figure was good, shoulders just a bit too wide, hips just a shade too narrow to be classic. Her legs were long, with clean lines. Her flat back and the inswept lines of her waist were lovely. Her breasts were high and wide spaced, with a flavor of impertinence, almost arrogance. It was the coloring of her though that pleased me most. Dark red of the hair, gray of the eyes, golden skin tones.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I drove out. There were a half-dozen cars there. A house man let me in. I drove out. There were a half-dozen cars there. A house man let me in. Brell came hurrying to me to pump my hand. He was a trim-bodied man in his late forties, dark and handsome in a slightly vulpine way, and I suspected he wore a very expensive and inconspicuous hair piece. He looked the type to go bald early. He had a resonant voice and a slightly theatrical presence. He wore tailored twill ranch pants and a crisp white shirt with blue piping.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: I do not like the killers, and the killing bravely and well crap. I do I do not like the killers, and the killing bravely and well crap. I do not like the bully boys, the Teddy Roosevelt's, the Hemingways, the Ruarks. They are merely slightly more sophisticated versions of the New Jersey file clerks who swarm into the Adirondacks in the fall, in red cap, beard stubble and taut hero's grin, talking out of the side of their mouths, exuding fumes of bourbon, come to slay the ferocious white-tailed deer. It is the search for balls. A man should have one chance to bring something down. He should have his shot at something, a shining running something, and see it come a-tumbling down, all mucus and steaming blood stench and gouted excrement, the eyes going dull during the final muscle spasms. And if he is, in all parts and purposes, a man, he will file that away as a part of his process of growth and life and eventual death. And if he is perpetually, hopelessly a boy, he will lust to go do it again, with a bigger beast.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: The sun was visible from Florida, but it hadn't gotten to me. The sun was visible from Florida, but it hadn't gotten to me.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: If there was one sunset every twenty years, how would people react to them? If If there was one sunset every twenty years, how would people react to them? If there were ten seashells in all the world, what would they be worth? If people could make love just once a year, how carefully would they pick their mates?
John D. MacDonald Sayings: Throats in a dreadful silence. The infection will spread outward from that point. Old ladies Throats in a dreadful silence. The infection will spread outward from that point. Old ladies will crack skulls with their deadly handbags. Cars will plunge down the crowded sidewalks. Drivers will be torn out of their cars and stomped. It will spread to all the huge cities of the world, and by dawn of the next day there will be a horrid silence of sprawled bodies and tumbled vehicles, gutted buildings and a few wisps of smoke. And through that silence will prowl a few, a very few of the most powerful ones, ragged and bloody, slowly tracking each other down.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: You have to start knowing yourself so well that you begin to know other people. You have to start knowing yourself so well that you begin to know other people. A piece of us is in every person we can ever meet.
John D. MacDonald Sayings: He was back at me like a cat, and he swung a hard chunk of He was back at me like a cat, and he swung a hard chunk of wood from one of the smashed chairs. I caught the first one on the shoulder and I cleverly caught the next one right over the left ear. It broke a big white bell in my head, and he side-stepped, grunting for breath, and let me go down. I landed on my side, and he punted me in the belly like Groza trying for one from the mid-field stripe.