This was not some pretty little girl, coyly flirtatious, delicately stimulated. This — John D. MacDonald
[To] me organized religion, the formalities and routines, [is] like being marched — John D. MacDonald
The dividing line [between friends and acquaintances] is communication, I think. A — John D. MacDonald
We were about to give up and call it a night when somebody threw the girl off the bridge. — John D. MacDonald