Tautly narrated and excruciatingly suspenseful, Double Indemnity gives us an X-ray view of guilt, of duplicity, and of the kind of obsessive, loveless love that devastates everything it touches. First published in 1935, this novel reaffirmed James M. Cain as a virtuoso of noir.
“I had killed a man, for money and a woman. I didn’t have the money and I didn’t have the woman.”Protagonist
That’s all it takes, one drop of fear, to curdle love into hate.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
But there’s something in me that loves Death. I think of myself as Death, sometimes.Highlighted by 16 Kindle customers
There’s three essential elements to a successful murder.”Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
I loved her like a rabbit loves a rattlesnake. That night I did something I hadn’t done in years. I prayed.Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
I knew where I was at, of course. I was standing right on the deep end, looking over the edge, and I kept telling myself to get out of there, and get quick, and never come back.Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
I thought of the Lord’s Prayer. I mumbled that, a couple of times. I tried to mumble it another time, and couldn’t remember how it went.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
I had killed a man, for money and a woman. I didn’t have the money and I didn’t have the woman. The woman was a killer, out-and-out, and she had made a fool of me. She had used me for a cat’s paw so she could have another man, and she had enough on me to hang me higher than a kite.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
It used to be that what a Hollywood actor wore on Monday a Filipino house boy wore on Tuesday, but now, if you ask me, it’s the other way around, and the boy from Manila beats Clark Gable to it.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
What I did do was put my arm around her, pull her face up against mine, and kiss her on the mouth, hard. I was trembling like a leaf. She gave it a cold stare, and then she closed her eyes, pulled me to her, and kissed back.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
I don’t know when I decided to kill Phyllis. It seemed to me that ever since that night, somewhere in the back of my head I had known I would have to kill her, for what she knew about me, and because the world isn’t big enough for two people once they’ve got something like that on each other.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
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