“Home? What is home? Home is where a house is that you come back to when the rainy season is about to begin, to wait until the next dry season comes around. Home is where your woman is, that you… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“He should have caught up with me inside of fifteen minutes at the outside, if he'd been able to get on the next train… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“Home? What is home? Home is where a house is that you come back to when the rainy season is about to begin, to… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“Gates got up, but not fast or jerkily, with the same slowness that had always characterized him. He wiped the sweat off his palms… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“As the bartender struck a match to light her cigarette, she put her hand on his wrist to steady it. Travis saw him jump,… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“That was enough dialogue for a few pages - he had to get into some fast, red-hot action. There weren't any more hitches now.… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“She was beautiful, only hers was the dark beauty of night, just as Sherry's was the bright beauty of daytime. Her hair was raven-black,… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“And I still say it was just a coincidence;' he muttered pugnaciously. 'You say it too! Look at me and say it! It was… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“And then finally she came - and the whole world faded out around us and we were just alone on the crowded sidewalk. I've… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“One of the two owners, the man who had been sitting in the front room, was stretched out in there asleep, stockinged-toes pointed at… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“But that's the Way, and there is no other. And once his mind's made up, the trembling and aimless walking stops, and he can… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“He just lingers long enough to see his plane put to bed properly, then grabs a cab at the airport-gate. "The Settlement" and forgetting… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“There was a pause, while I fought against this other, lesser kind of death that was creeping over me - this death called strangeness,… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“Every life is a mystery. And every story of every life is a mystery. But it is not what happens that is the mystery.… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“Evans made himself their spokesman. "Charlie and Joe," he offered. "Remember us? We brought a friend back with us this time." Girls evidently didn't… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
