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.
J. D. SALINGERI mean how do you know what you’re going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don’t. I think I am, but how do I know? I swear it’s a stupid question.
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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.
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I told her I loved her and all. It was a lie, of course, but the thing is, I meant it when I said it. I’m crazy. I swear to God I am.
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Its really hard to be roommates with people if your suitcases are much better than theirs.
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I’m up to my ears in unwritten words.
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People always clap for the wrong reasons.
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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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I mean they don’t seem able to love us just the way we are. They don’t seem able to love us unless they can keep changing us a little bit. They love their reasons for loving us almost as much as they love us, and most of the time more.
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Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.
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I can be quite sarcastic when I’m in the mood.
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People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you’re not.
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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
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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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Most stuff that is genuine is better left unsaid.
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The true poet has no choice of material. The material plainly chooses him, not he it.
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Always, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.
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