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I love to write and I assure you I write regularly. But I write for myself, for my own pleasure. And I want to be left alone to do it.

J. D. Salinger

Who in the Bible besides Jesus knew–knew–that we’re carrying the Kingdom of Heaven around with us, inside, where we’re all too goddam stupid and sentimental and unimaginative to look?
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Carry Emotional Heaven Imaginational Stupidity
Why’s it so sunny? she repeated. Zooey observed her rather narrowly. I bring the sun wherever I go, buddy, he said.
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Herself Sun
Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They’re always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
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Emotion Poet
You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.
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Hands Happiness Worry Yourself
The worst thing that being an artist could do to you would be that it would make you slightly unhappy constantly.
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Art Happiness Worst
There are nice things in the world – and I mean nice things. We’re all such morons to get so sidetracked.
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Beautiful Stupidity World
I am a kind of paranoid in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
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Happiness Myself People
She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
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Exception Herself See Togetherness
You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddam phenomenal world.
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Time World Yourself
The fact is always obvious much too late, but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.
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Choice Difference Happiness Himself Joy
Always, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.
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Attitude Right
He said you were the only one who was bitter about S’s suicide and the only one who really forgave him for it. The rest of us, he said, were outwardly unbitter and inwardly unforgiving.
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Death Forgiveness Himself Kindness
She was not one for emptying her face of expression.
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Empty Expression Face Herself
People always clap for the wrong reasons.
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People Reason Wrong
You don’t know how to talk to people you don’t like. Don’t love, really. You can’t live in the world with such strong likes and dislikes.
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Live Love People Strong Talk World Yourself
It was that kind of a crazy afternoon, terrifically cold, and no sun out or anything, and you felt like you were disappearing every time you crossed a road.
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Cold Crazy Kind Road Sun Time

I love to write and I assure you I write regularly. But I write for myself, for my own pleasure. And I want to be left alone to do it.

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