All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
J. D. SALINGERDid 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?
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I hate actors. They never act like people. They just think they do.
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I’m quite illiterate, but I read a lot.
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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.
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Sometimes you get tired of riding in taxicabs the same way you get tired riding in elevators. All of a sudden, you have to walk, no matter how far or how high up.
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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people…Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me.
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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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Grand. There’s a word I really hate. It’s a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
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You can’t stop a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it.
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People are always ruining things for you.
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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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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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I don’t exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.
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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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I could happily lie down and die sometimes.
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I’m one of the little foxes that spoil the grapes.
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