The life he knew was a clear orderly sane responsible affair. Now a falling beam had shown him that fundamentally that life was none of these things. He, the good citizen-husband-father, could be wiped out between the office and restaurant by the accident of a falling beam. He knew that men die at haphazard like that and live only while blind chance spared them. It was not primarily the injustice that disturbed him, he accepted that after the first shock. What disturbed him was the discovery that in sensibly ordering his affairs he had gotten out of step, and not into step with life.
from
The Maltese Falcon
Dashiell Hammett
1930
image
Denise Puchol
reblogged from Vintagecool
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