The cheaper the crook, the gaudier the patter.

She stared at him dully and said: “I don’t like crooks, and even if I did, I wouldn’t like crooks that are stool-pigeons, and if I liked crooks that are stool-pigeons, I still wouldn’t like you.” She turned to the outer door.

With what dope I got I think it fills me in pretty well.

I haven't any sort of plans for the future but I reckon things will work out in some manner.

The people who lie the most are nearly always the clumsiest at it, and they're easier to fool with lies than most people, too. You'd think they'd be on the look-out for lies, but they seem to be the very ones that will believe almost anything at all.

The truth is you don't like the theater except the times when you're in a room by yourself putting the play on paper.