“Radar is too long in the tooth for fine detail.”

“You drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, That was fine. And your life is a long line of fine.”

“Don't worry,' he said. 'So long as the facts are there, I can write the story. But please,' he added, 'let me have plenty of detail. That's what counts in our business, tiny little details, like you had a broken shoelace on your left shoe, or a fly settled on the rim of your glasses at lunch, or the man you were talking to had a broken front tooth...”

“After all, a love of art is a fine thing for a young boy, but art is long—and life can be pretty damned long too, without our just desserts!”

“After running for my life from hunters, a girl with too much lip gloss doesn't register on my fear radar.”

“No detail is too small.”