Before West met Eileen, he described in Day of the Locust a nighttime view of the Hollywood Hills, below which he used to live in a series of cramped apartment houses : " The edges of the trees burned with a pale violet light and their centers gradually turned from deep purple to black. The same violet piping, like a Neon tube, outlined the tops of the ugly, humpbacked hills and they were almost beautiful ".
- excerpt from
- Almost Beautiful : A Life of Nathanael West
- Thomas Larson
- Gettysburg Review 2001