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An artist’s only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else’s.

J. D. Salinger

It’s not too bad when the sun’s out, but the sun only comes out when it feels like coming out.
J. D. SALINGER

Bad Feeling Sun
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.
J. D. SALINGER

Cold Crazy Kind Road Sun Time
You don’t have to think too hard when you talk to teachers.
J. D. SALINGER

Talk Teaching Thinking Yourself
Where do the ducks go in the winter?
J. D. SALINGER

Animal One Liner Winter
If you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It’s a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn’t education. It’s history. It’s poetry.
J. D. SALINGER

Beautiful History Learning Poetry Yourself
People never notice anything.
J. D. SALINGER

One Liner People
I don’t even know what I was running for—I guess I just felt like it.
J. D. SALINGER

Feeling Myself Run
He said you were the only one who was bitter about S’s suicide and the only one who really forgave him for it. The rest of us, he said, were outwardly unbitter and inwardly unforgiving.
J. D. SALINGER

Death Forgiveness Himself Kindness
I’m the most terrific liar you ever saw in your life. It’s awful. If I’m on my way to the store to buy a magazine, even, and somebody asks me where I’m going, I’m liable to say I’m going to the opera. It’s terrible.
J. D. SALINGER

Lie Life Music Myself Travel
The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.
J. D. SALINGER

Death Live Man Oneself
I am a kind of paranoid in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
J. D. SALINGER

Happiness Myself People
Why’s it so sunny? she repeated. Zooey observed her rather narrowly. I bring the sun wherever I go, buddy, he said.
J. D. SALINGER

Herself Sun
Grand. There’s a word I really hate. It’s a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
J. D. SALINGER

Hate Myself Phone Time Word
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
I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
J. D. SALINGER

Courage Myself Sickness
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.
J. D. SALINGER

Alone Happiness Love Myself Writing

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