Nobody who’s really using his ego, his real ego, has any time for any goddam hobbies.
J. D. SALINGERWho 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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That’s the whole trouble. You can’t ever find a place that’s nice and peaceful, because there isn’t any.
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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
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I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.
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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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I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.
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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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People always clap for the wrong reasons.
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Sometimes you get tired of riding in taxicabs the same way you get tired riding in elevators. All of a sudden, you have to walk, no matter how far or how high up.
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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’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.
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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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The worst thing that being an artist could do to you would be that it would make you slightly unhappy constantly.
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I’m one of the little foxes that spoil the grapes.
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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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The true poet has no choice of material. The material plainly chooses him, not he it.
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