Make sure you marry someone who laughs at the same things you do.
J. D. SALINGERYou 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.
More J. D. Salinger Quotes
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I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.
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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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Don’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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Where do the ducks go in the winter?
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I don’t even know what I was running for—I guess I just felt like it.
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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.
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I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting.
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The more expensive a school is, the more crooks it has — I’m not kidding.
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Always, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.
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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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People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you’re not.
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Sleep tight, ya morons!
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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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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
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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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