Strangers On A Train Quotes
"The train tore along with an angry, irregular rhythm."
"The prairie only undulated, like a vast, pink-tan blanket being casually shaken."
"The rise of hair and the slope of his long nose gave him a look of intense purpose."
"He could have bought a divorce, of course, but he hadn’t ever amassed that much spare money."
"Guy took his eyes from the window and hitched himself back against the seat."
"He felt a pleasant explosion of happiness inside him, and relaxed in the corner of the plush seat."
"A tall blond young man in a rust-brown suit dropped into the empty seat opposite Guy."
"A perfect murder! How many people could do a perfect murder on an island with a couple of hundred other people around?"
"He wanted a woman more than ever before in his life, and that he did pleased him prodigiously."
"He saw the first horizontals laid across the spaced marble uprights of the main building."
"It's a shame he's dragged in on it. He told me on the train he hadn’t seen his wife in a couple of years."
"He felt his entire life would be different, must be different, from now on."
"He couldn’t say the Puerto Rican had pushed him, because he hadn’t."
"What were they doing in his room if they didn’t have a message from Guy?"
"Anybody can do a murder. Guy hadn’t believed it, Bruno remembered."
"You’re not making any sense!" Bruno’s voice rose hysterically."
"The gardenia scent of the cologne she had touched to her neck at the last moment still lingered in the air."
"Guy pulled himself up from the bed, aching, angry, and frightened by the words that had just passed through his mind."
"The night had its truth also. In the night, one approached truth merely at a certain slant, but all truth was the same."
"He had been here many times before, had killed him many times before, and this was only one of the times."
"The whole world seemed to stop moving, and he and Anne stood at its still center."
"You want me to get at the truth, don’t you, Elsie?"
"Damn him!" Bruno murmured. Damn him for saying that to his mother!
"What else can you make of it? He’s accusing me!" Bruno shouted across the table.
"I don’t even feel like drinkin’ with him! Want me to prove it’s him?"
"I don’t suffer enough!" burst from him suddenly in a whisper.
"If you think that’s part of it, say it, because I can take that a lot easier than this job idea."
"I don’t want him here." Guy was looking in the telephone book.
"I’ll tell her, I’ll tell her—I’ll tell her, I’ll tell her," Bruno chanted.
"Maybe the Captain’s whores had soured him, so what?"
"I believe any man can be broke down. Given the same circumstances, I could break you down and make you kill someone."
"Logic doesn't always work out, so far as people go."
"He had a horrible, an utterly horrible thought all at once, that he might ensnare Owen in the same trap that Bruno had used for him."
"I did this in cold blood. I had no reason. Don't you see that might be worse?"
"He was like some clumsy, powerful machine that could not catch its proper timebeat to start."
"I was driven to it. That's what I'll tell the police, but that won't make any difference, because the point is, I did it."
"If society hasn't the right to take another person's life, then the law hasn't either."
"Every man is his own law court and punishes himself enough."
"What, concretely, did he have on his conscience now? What human being would inform on him?"