“Beer gurgled through the beard. 'You see,' the young man began, 'the desert's so big you can't be alone in it. Ever notice that? It's all empty and there's nothing in sight, but there's always something moving over there where… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share Image
“Mr. Evans beamed. "Could I get you a drink?" he said. The words were ordinary; the phrase was one that Maureen had heard and… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“Beer gurgled through the beard. 'You see,' the young man began, 'the desert's so big you can't be alone in it. Ever notice that?… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“On Friday evening Martin and Mona went to the United Artists Theatre to see a film already being mentioned for the Academy award. It… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“Still, I think Hardy's the most likely person in this theater to be snapped up by the studios." "But he can't act!" Norman protested.… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“The working press -- a strange expression that; it calls up a picture of a horde of other pressmen lolling about Hollywood on sumptuous… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“In my mind ran the immortal line of James Thurber, that phrase at once so intensely comic and so pregnant with suggestions of unnameable… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“It was so completely obvious, and yet what proof was there? It was, Martin thought, like the rabbit which the Hindus see in the… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
Richard Stark writes a harsh and frightening story of criminal warfare and vengeance with economy, understatement and a deadly amoral objectivity-a remarkable addition to… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
Eliminate the impossible. Then if nothing remains, some part of the 'impossible' was possible. — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
Critical sobriety is out of the question so long as this master of terror-in-the-commonplace exerts his spell. — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“Among the extremely diverse books lumped together as 'mysteries,' I shall try to judge each fairly according to the best standards of the type… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
“Even Asmodeus, that limping devil who looked through rooftops at men's most secret actions, could not have told which of these thoughts masked an… — Anthony Boucher Copy Share
