Sublime

everyone around the Saint Paul levees came to know “Jim” Hill, his name usually rendered as one word, “Jimhill,” a man who always seemed up on anything and everything that went on.

And the kid smiled and pounded it out with the mayor, who stared back at him, a horrified look on his face, having realized a second too late who he was. The kid said, “Good to see you, cuz,” then turned and saw himself on the Jumbotron and waved to the crowd.

“The criminal is the creative artist; the detective only the critic,” he said with a sour smile, and lifted his coffee cup to his lips slowly, and put it down very quickly. He had put salt in it.

In the years around 1590 the Italian city of Lucca was looking to find a new source of confidential information in Rome.27 A correspondent there recommended that they employ Giovanni Poli: he was said to be far and away the best, and that there was not a single Italian ruler who did not have him under contract. Poli was also a careful man, both sav

After seeing Rosselli at his house, I asked Mr. S if Giancana had leaned on Rosselli to lean on Cohn to give him the part in From Here to Eternity, and he gave me a Cheshire-cat grin. “Hey, I got that part through my own fucking talent,” he said. And then he gave me a wink.

While working as a detective in New York, Dashiell Hammett was once assigned to find a Ferris wheel that had been stolen the year before in Sacramento.

Police Chief E. Francis Riggs

“God, you can say that and get away with it?” I’ve seen a total stranger come up to Bill on the street in New York: “Bill, love you on Saturday Night!” He says, “You motherfucker, I’m going to bite your nose!” He wrestles him to the ground—total stranger—and bites his nose. I guess you can do that.