The more expensive a school is, the more crooks it has — I’m not kidding.
J. D. SALINGERA 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’m up to my ears in unwritten words.
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I hate actors. They never act like people. They just think they do.
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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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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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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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Grand. There’s a word I really hate. It’s a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
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You don’t have to think too hard when you talk to teachers.
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You can’t stop a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it.
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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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People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you’re not.
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You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddam phenomenal world.
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I don’t exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.
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Most stuff that is genuine is better left unsaid.
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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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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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