26 Quotes by Hunter Murphy

Deader than four o’clock.

The sun’s going down and there’s nothing like a sunset in New Orleans. They say every woman looks beautiful by candlelight, and I say every city looks beautiful by sunset. This one’s glorious.

Buddy ran down the road, turned into another street, and vanished as if he had never been there, like another ghost from New Orleans’s past.

Why you wanna treat Mama like she ain’t got sense?

Enormous oak trees towered over the boulevard, which boasted homes with fine woodwork, wraparound porches, and moss on the sidewalks. ‘There’s nothing like a house in New Orleans. Would you look at those balconies and columns?’ He rolled his window down to take in the sounds of life in New Orleans.

It was one of those days in August where the road looks like an illusion, melting and changing shapes.

The carriage could only clop along at about ten miles per hour, which only accentuated Imogene’s excitement. She urged it onward: “Fly, horse, fly!

It’s time to make much of time, to gather the rosebuds while we may, like the poet says.” Thurston grabbed Jackson’s arm. His face lit up, as if he’d just had a brilliant thought. “Yes, that’s Robert Herrick. ‘And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.