I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
J. D. SALINGERDon’t hate me because I can’t remember some person immediately. Especially when they look like everybody else, and talk and dress and act like everybody else.
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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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But it wasn’t just that he was the most intelligent member in the family. He was also the nicest, in lots of ways. He never got mad at anybody. People with red hair are supposed to get mad very easily, but Allie never did, and he had very red hair.
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It’s not too bad when the sun’s out, but the sun only comes out when it feels like coming out.
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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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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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Sleep tight, ya morons!
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Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
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I’m one of the little foxes that spoil the grapes.
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And I have one of those very loud, stupid laughs. I mean if I ever sat behind myself in a movie or something, I’d probably lean over and tell myself to please shut up.
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We are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle.
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People never notice anything.
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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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Where do the ducks go in the winter?
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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.
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How long should a man’s legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.
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