You Got To Look On The Bright

He Felt Like Somebody Had Taken The Lid Off Life And Let Him See The Works.

You Got To Look On The Bright Side, Even If There Ain't One.

Brigid: I Haven't Lived A Good Life - I've Been Bad, Worse Than You Could Know. Spade: That's Good, Because If You Actually Were As Innocent As You Pretend To Be, We'd Never Get Anywhere.

Nora Said: 'i Love You, Nicky, Because You Smell Nice And Know Such Fascinating People.

Samuel Spade's Jaw Was Long And Bony, His Chin A Jutting V Under The More Flexible V Of His Mouth. His Nostrils Curved Back To Make Another, Smaller, V. His Yellow-grey Eyes Were Horizontal. The V Motif Was Picked Up Again By Thickish Brows Rising Outward From Twin Creases Above A Hooked Nose, And His Pale Brown Hair Grew Down--from High Flat Temples--in A Point On His Forehead. He Looked Rather Pleasantly Like A Blond Satan.