The more expensive a school is, the more crooks it has — I’m not kidding.
J. D. SALINGERMake sure you marry someone who laughs at the same things you do.
More J. D. Salinger Quotes
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Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
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Where do the ducks go in the winter?
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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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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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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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People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you’re not.
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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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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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And I have one of those very loud, stupid laughs. I mean if I ever sat behind myself in a movie or something, I’d probably lean over and tell myself to please shut up.
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A confessional passage has probably never been written that didn’t stink a little bit of the writer’s pride in having given up his pride.
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I can be quite sarcastic when I’m in the mood.
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Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.
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The fact is always obvious much too late, but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.
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We don’t talk, we hold forth. We don’t converse, we expound.
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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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