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. SALINGERI have scars on my hands from touching certain people…Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me.
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But it wasn’t just that he was the most intelligent member in the family. He was also the nicest, in lots of ways. He never got mad at anybody. People with red hair are supposed to get mad very easily, but Allie never did, and he had very red hair.
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Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They’re always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
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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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Where do the ducks go in the winter?
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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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Do you know what I was smiling at? You wrote down that you were a writer by profession. It sounded to me like the loveliest euphemism I had ever heard. When was writing ever your profession? It’s never been anything but your religion.
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It’s funny. All you have to do is say something nobody understands and they’ll do practically anything you want them to.
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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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How long should a man’s legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.
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I don’t exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.
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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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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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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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We don’t talk, we hold forth. We don’t converse, we expound.
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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
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