I went back up the steps and into the bedroom and pulled the bed to pieces and remade it, There was a long dark hair on one of the pillows. There was a lump of lead in the pit of my stomach. The french have a phrase for it. The bastards have a phrase for everything and they are always right. To say goodbye is to die a little.
Raymond Chandler
The Long Goodbye
1953
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