I could happily lie down and die sometimes.
J. D. SALINGERI could happily lie down and die sometimes.
J. D. SALINGERI’m up to my ears in unwritten words.
J. D. SALINGERI just hope that one day – preferably when we’re both blind drunk – we can talk about it.
J. D. SALINGERI have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.
J. D. SALINGERHow long should a man’s legs be? Long enough to touch the ground.
J. D. SALINGERI 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.
J. D. SALINGERIt 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.
J. D. SALINGERI 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.
J. D. SALINGERIf 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.
J. D. SALINGERGrand. There’s a word I really hate. It’s a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
J. D. SALINGERWe don’t talk, we hold forth. We don’t converse, we expound.
J. D. SALINGERI’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
J. D. SALINGERYou can’t stop a teacher when they want to do something. They just do it.
J. D. SALINGERIf a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she’s late? Nobody.
J. D. SALINGERThe 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.
J. D. SALINGERI don’t exactly know what I mean by that, but I mean it.
J. D. SALINGER