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J. D. Salinger

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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Crazy God Herself Lie Love Myself
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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Carry Emotional Heaven Imaginational Stupidity
People never notice anything.
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One Liner People
Always, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.
J. D. SALINGER

Attitude Right
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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Walk Yourself
I don’t exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.
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Myself Word
You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddam phenomenal world.
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Time World Yourself
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
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Hands Myself People Scars Touch
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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Age Myself People
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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Death Live Man Oneself
Most stuff that is genuine is better left unsaid.
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One Liner Philosophy
That’s the whole trouble. You can’t ever find a place that’s nice and peaceful, because there isn’t any.
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Peace Place Yourself
How long should a man’s legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.
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Man Touch
Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
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Missing Start Yourself
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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Distance Family Kind Language Relationship Talk
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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Hell Myself
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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Alone Happiness Love Myself Writing
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.
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Lie Life Music Myself Travel
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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Exception Herself See Togetherness
You think of the book you’d most like to be reading, and then you sit down and shamelessly write it.
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Book Reading Shame Thinking Writing Yourself
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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Cold Crazy Kind Road Sun Time
An artist’s only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else’s.
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Art Kind Perfection
There are nice things in the world – and I mean nice things. We’re all such morons to get so sidetracked.
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Beautiful Stupidity World
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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Act Hate Myself Person Remember Talk
The true poet has no choice of material. The material plainly chooses him, not he it.
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Choice Material Poet True
I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.
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Beginning Myself
You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.
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Hands Happiness Worry Yourself

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