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J. D. Salinger

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
People never notice anything.
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One Liner People
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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Change Love Myself Reason Time
I could happily lie down and die sometimes.
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Death Happiness Lie Myself
I 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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Myself Stupidity Thinking Yourself
If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she’s late? Nobody.
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Girl Herself Time
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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Be Yourself Different Myself Sick
The more expensive a school is, the more crooks it has — I’m not kidding.
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Education
Did you ever get fed up?’ I said. ‘I mean did you ever get scared that everything was going to go lousy unless you did something?
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Action Fear Yourself
I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.
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Beginning Myself
The true poet has no choice of material. The material plainly chooses him, not he it.
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Choice Material Poet True
Certain things, they should stay the way they are. You ought to be able to stick them in one of those big glass cases and just leave them alone.
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Alone Oneself Stay
Grand. There’s a word I really hate. It’s a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
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Hate Myself Phone Time Word
Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.
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Emotional God Love
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
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.
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Beautiful History Learning Poetry Yourself

I’m up to my ears in unwritten words.

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