Jack Iams Quotes & Sayings

Harriet, to hide her excitement, had turned to the bookshelves in the corner between the windows and the fireplace. The books, untidily arranged, some standing, some piled on their sides, with newspapers and magazines wedged among them, confused her. There were no sets and a great many were paper-backed. She saw friends - Mr. Dickens was present - and nodding acquaintances - Laurence Sterne, for instance, and Theodore Dreiser - but they were among strangers: Henry Miller, Norman Douglas, Saki, Ronald Firbank, strangers all. — Jack Iams

He looked at the menu dreamily. 'God, it's good to be eating in France again.'

'It's good to be eating again,' said Brenda.

'But it's nice to resume the habit in France.'

'That's true of so many habits. — Jack Iams

I wouldn't have gone if he'd made me. But it was different, deciding myself. It made staying too easy. It took the...the rebelliousness out of it.'

Peter nodded. 'It's easy to take the opposite path from the one you're directed to,' he said. 'It's much harder to find the right path alone. — Jack Iams

Going through the customs dampened them further. Customs inspectors must have a mental twist that makes them suspicious of innocence. Dewy-eyed honeymooners, red-cheeked provincials, and helpless little old ladies lash them into frenzied investigation while slinking Orientals hugging small black bags are passed with scarcely a glance. George and Harriet stood under the letter "R" and watched reproachfully while a muttering little man flung their underclothes and dirty laundry right and left, leaving scattered heaps for them to put back in their suitcases.

"I thought the French were supposed to be so polite," said Harriet indignantly.

Maybe it can't be proven statistically, but it's a safe bet that any given American on his or her first trip to France will at some point remark with indignation that he or she had thought the French were supposed to be so polite. — Jack Iams

Now listen,' said George angrily, 'I've been in a newspaper office all evening and I know better than you what's going on.'

'Nonsense. If there's one place in the world where nobody knows what's going on, it's a newspaper office. — Jack Iams

There's an enormous propaganda machine in this world,' Peter said, 'that tries to make people think love - real, earthy, sweaty love - is wrong. But how in the hell they expect to propagate the race that way is beyond me. — Jack Iams