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. SALINGERAlways, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.
More J. D. Salinger Quotes
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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 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.
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I don’t exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.
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Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.
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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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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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All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
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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.
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How long should a man’s legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.
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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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Listen, if you’re not going to be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.
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Where do the ducks go in the winter?
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The more expensive a school is, the more crooks it has — I’m not kidding.
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That’s something that annoys the hell out of me-I mean if somebody says the coffee’s all ready and it isn’t.
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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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