23 Quotes by Dorothy B. Hughes

She carried her head like a lady and her body like a snake.

It was good standing there on the promontory overlooking the evening sea, the fog lifting itself like gauzy veils to touch his face. There was something in it akin to flying; the sense of being lifted high above crawling earth, of being a part of the wildness of air.

At eight the bar was emptied of all but those whose goal was alcoholism.

She gave him a woman smile. Not for him, for Laurel because she scorned Laurel.

Known he couldn’t hurt her and she couldn’t hurt him. Because neither of them gave a damn about anyone or anything except their own skins.