Top 28 Quotes & Sayings by Ross MacDonald

Money costs too much.

I knew how it was with drunks. They ran out of generosity, even for themselves.

An ugly woman with an ugly gun is a terrible thing.

Nothing is wrong with California that a rise in the ocean level wouldn't cure.

I wanted to write as well as I possibly could to deal with life-and-death problems in contemporary society. And the form of Wilkie Collins and Graham Greene, of Hammett and Chandler, seemed to offer me all the rope I would ever need.

We writers, as we work our way deeper into our craft, learn to drop more and more personal clues. Like burglars who secretly wish to be caught, we leave our fingerprints on broken locks, our voiceprints in bugged rooms, our footprints in the wet concrete.

Hell lies at the bottom of the human heart.

As a man gets older, if he knows what is good for him, the women he likes are getting older too. The trouble is that most of them are married.

There are certain families whose members should all live in different towns - different states, if possible - and write each other letters once a year.

As I stood there absorbing Hammett's novel, the slot machines at the back of the shop were clanking and whirring, and in the billiard room upstairs the perpetual poker game was being played.

The surprise with which a detective novel concludes should set up tragic vibrations which run backward through the entire structure.

The Archer novels are about various kinds of brokenness.

Freud was one of the greatest influences on me. He made myth into psychiatry, and I've been trying to turn it back into myth again.

My half-suppressed Canadian years, my whole childhood and youth, rose like a corpse from the bottom of the sea to confront me.

How can a man help breaking the law when he don't have money to live on?

I had reached the point when I could not see anything clearly ahead, I needed help, and I got it.

When there's trouble in a family, it tends to show up in the weakest member. And all the other members of the family know that. They make allowances for the one in trouble.

I used to think the world was divided into good people and bad people, that you could pin responsibility for evil on certain definite people and punish the guilty. I’m still going through the motions.

An ugly woman with a gun is a terrible thing.

I found myself wishing that we could live like the birds and move through nature without hurting it our ourselves.

I like a little danger. Tame danger, controlled by me. It gives me a sense of power, I guess, to take my life in my hands and know damn well I’m not going to lose it.

The walls were lined with books, many of them in foreign languages, like insulation against the immediate present.

As a man gets older, if he knows what is good for him,, the women he likes are getting older too. The trouble is that most of them are married.

I have a secret passion for mercy. . . but justice is what keeps happening to people.

The smell of the sea, of kelp and fish and bitter moving water, rose stronger in my nostrils. It flooded my consciousness like an ancestral memory. The swells rose sluggishly and fell away, casting up dismal gleams between the boards of the pier. And the whole pier rose and fell in stiff and creaking mimicry, dancing its long slow dance of dissolution. I reached the end and saw no one, heard nothing but my footsteps and the creak of the beams, the slap of waves on the pilings. It was a fifteen-foot drop to the dim water. The nearest land ahead of me was Hawaii.

The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world of disasters.

We're all in the game. We all drive cars, and we're all hooked on oil. The question is how we can get unhooked before we drown in the stuff.

The delicate sensitivity of a frightened rattlesnake.