Book 1, Chapter 1
I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together [...]. (1.2)
Book 1, Chapter 2
"Listen, Jake," he leaned forward on the bar. "Don’t you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you’re not taking advantage of it? Do you realize you’ve lived nea...
Book 1, Chapter 3
[Georgette] looked up to be kissed. She touched me with one hand and I put her hand away. "Never mind." "What’s the matter? You sick?" "Everybody’s sick. I’m sick too. " (3.4)
Book 1, Chapter 4
I lay awake thinking and my mind jumping around. Then I couldn’t keep away from it, and I started to think about Brett and all the rest of it went away. I was thinking about Brett and my mind...
Book 1, Chapter 5
"Have any fun last night?" I asked. "No, I don’t think so." "How’s the writing going?" "Rotten. I can’t get this second book going." "That happens to everyone." "Oh. I’m s...
Book 1, Chapter 6
"You’re awfully funny, Harvey," Cohn said. "Some day somebody will push your face in." (6.8)
Book 1, Chapter 7
"Oh darling," Brett said, "I’m so miserable." I had that feeling of going through something that has all happened before. "You were happy a minute ago." (7.30)
Book 2, Chapter 8
"Never be daunted. Secret of my success. Never been daunted. Never been daunted in public." (8.10)
Book 2, Chapter 10
[…] as all the time I was kneeling with my forehead on the wood in front of me, and was thinking of myself as praying, I was a little ashamed, and I regretted that I was such a rotten Catholi...
Book 2, Chapter 12
It was a beech wood and the trees were very old. Their roots bulked above the ground and the branches were twisted. We walked on the road between the thick trunks of the old beeches and the sunligh...
Book 2, Chapter 13
Montoya could forgive anything of a bull-fighter who had aficion. He could forgive attacks of nerves, panic, bad unexplainable actions, all sorts of lapses. For one who had aficion he could forgive...
Book 2, Chapter 14
But I could not sleep. There is no reason why because it is dark you should look at things differently from when it is light. To hell there isn’t! I figured that all out once, and for six mon...
Book 2, Chapter 15
Romero never made any contortions, always it was straight and pure and natural in line. The others twisted themselves like corkscrews, their elbows raised, and leaned against the flanks of the bull...
Book 2, Chapter 16
Cohn sat at the table. His face had the sallow, yellow look it got when he was insulted but somehow he seemed to be enjoying it. The childish, drunken heroics of it. It was his affair with a lady o...
Book 2, Chapter 17
"I’m rather drunk," Mike said. "I think I’ll stay rather drunk. This is all awfully amusing, but it’s not too pleasant for me. It’s not too pleasant for me." (17.42)
Book 2, Chapter 18
"Come on," she whispered throatily. "Let’s get out of here. Makes me damned nervous." Outside in the hot brightness of the street Brett looked up at the treetops in the wind. The praying had...
Book 3, Chapter 19
"You know it makes me feel rather good deciding not to be a b****." "Yes." "It’s sort of what we have instead of God." "Some people have God," I said. "Quite a lot." (19.55)