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I’m up to my ears in unwritten words.

J. D. Salinger

I was sixteen then, and I’m seventeen now, and sometimes I act like I’m about thirteen. Sometimes, I act a lot older than I am–I really do. But people never notice it. People never notice anything.
J. D. SALINGER

Age Myself People
Certain things, they should stay the way they are. You ought to be able to stick them in one of those big glass cases and just leave them alone.
J. D. SALINGER

Alone Oneself Stay
I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.
J. D. SALINGER

God Myself Respect Sick
She was not one for emptying her face of expression.
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Empty Expression Face Herself
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people…Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me.
J. D. SALINGER

Hands Human Myself Scars Touch
A confessional passage has probably never been written that didn’t stink a little bit of the writer’s pride in having given up his pride.
J. D. SALINGER

Pride Writing
Did you ever get fed up?’ I said. ‘I mean did you ever get scared that everything was going to go lousy unless you did something?
J. D. SALINGER

Action Fear Yourself
Do you know what I was smiling at? You wrote down that you were a writer by profession. It sounded to me like the loveliest euphemism I had ever heard. When was writing ever your profession? It’s never been anything but your religion.
J. D. SALINGER

Love Myself Religion Smile Writing
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
J. D. SALINGER

Hands Myself People Scars Touch
Listen, if you’re not going to be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.
J. D. SALINGER

Job Laugh Listen
I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
J. D. SALINGER

Courage Myself Sickness
Where do the ducks go in the winter?
J. D. SALINGER

Animal One Liner Winter
People are always ruining things for you.
J. D. SALINGER

People Ruin Yourself
I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.
J. D. SALINGER

Beginning Myself
People always clap for the wrong reasons.
J. D. SALINGER

People Reason Wrong
Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They’re always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
J. D. SALINGER

Emotion Poet

I’m up to my ears in unwritten words.

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