Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form itself on the edge of consciousness.
~ Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep
Writes all the things. Most of the things never write back.
Writes all the things. Most of the things never write back.
Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form itself on the edge of consciousness.
~ Raymond Chandler, The Big Sleep