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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 860bc7b | It is possible that I was mistaken and I do not willfully invite any disillusions at this point in my life. I am willing to stay in the dark. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 97cb634 | That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 15a0e92 | wkhdht rqb lftyt, ....... ................................. kn mshhdan lTyfan n knt t`rf m '`nyh. wkn lmshhd mn lnHy@ l'khr~ mthyr llDyq l'nk swf ttsl: mdh swf yHdth lhn fy lmstqbl bHq ljHym. '`ny `ndm ytkhrjn mn lmdrs@ wlkly@. wtqdr 'n m`Zmhn swf ytzwjn 'wld blh, 'wld mn lnw` ldhy ytHdth `n `dd l'myl lty tqT`h syrth bjlwn lbnzyn lwHd. 'wld yfqdwn '`Sbhm kl'Tfl `ndm tntSr `lyhm fy ljwlf, 'w fy l`b@ skhyf@ mthl tns lTwl@, 'wld 'dny jd, l yqr.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 1a503d0 | I think that once you have a fair idea where you want to go, your first move will be to apply yourself in school. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| b15366f | And yet I still act sometimes like I was only about twelve. Everybody says that, especially my father. It's partly true, too, but it isn't all true. People always think something's all true. I don't give a damn, except that I get bored sometimes when people tell me to act my age. Sometimes I act a lot older than I am - I really do - but people never notice it. People never notice anything. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 8e5a690 | Vedn'zh se sp'nakh i padnakh - prod'lzhi tia. - Chakakh go kakto vinagi na avtobusnata spirka pred paviliona, no toi zak'snia, i kogato se zadade, avtobus't veche tr'gvashe. Spusnakhme se da go gonim, no az padnakh i si navekhnakh glezena. A toi vika: "Gorkoto meche-buboleche". Zadeto padnakh, de. Gorkoto meche-buboleche, kazva. Gospodi, kak'v mil beshe. - A Liu niama li chuvstvo za khumor? - Kakvo? - Kazvam, Liu niama li chuvstvo za khu.. | uncle-wiggily-in-connecticut way-of-life | J.D. Salinger | |
| 779060d | The one that sang, old Janine, was always whispering into the g***** microphone before she sang. She'd say, 'And now we like to geeve you our impression of Vooly Voo Fransay. Eet ees the story of leetle Fransh girl who comes to a beeg ceety, just like New York, and falls een love wees a leetle boy from Brookleen. We hope you like eet.' Then, when she was all done whispering and being cute as hell, she'd sing some dopey song, half in English.. | jd-salinger | J.D. Salinger | |
| 0d82e44 | How I worship her simplicity, her terrible honesty. How I rely on it. Kak bogotvoria neinata neposredstvenost, neinata neveroiatna chestnost! Kak razchitam na tazi chestnost! | J.D. Salinger | ||
| b46c24a | When they argue, there can be no danger of a permanent rift, because they're Mother and Daughter. A terrible and beautiful phenomenon to watch. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 7941e53 | A secret history of the US Government's Nazi-hunting operation concludes that American intelligence officials created a safe haven in the US for Nazis and their collaborators after WW2 and it details decades of clashes, often hidden, with other nations over war criminals here and abroad"." | James Morcan | ||
| 7a1ad8b | No, there wouldn't be," Holden said. "It'd be entirely different." Sally looked at him; he had contradicted her so quietly. "It wouldn't be the same at all. We'd have to go downstairs in elevators with suitcases and stuff. We'd have to call up everyone and tell 'em goodbye and send 'em postcards. And I'd have to work at my father's and ride in Madison Avenue buses and read newspapers. We'd have to go to the Seventy-second Street all the tim.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 1de3e6c | There are nice things in the world- and I mean nice things. We're all such morons to get so sidetracked. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 93f5811 | I know he's dead! Don't you think I know that? I can still like him, though, can't I? Just because somebody's dead, you don't just stop liking them, for God's sake--especially if they were about a thousand times nicer than the people you know that're alive and all. | the-catcher-in-the-rye | J.D. Salinger | |
| 6311275 | All I know is I'm losing my mind," Franny said. "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 - it is, it is. I don't care what anybody says . . . I'm not afraid to compete. It's just the opposite. Don't you see that? I'm afraid I will compete - that's what scares me. That's why I quit the Theater .. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| b26fa85 | The bellboy that showed me to the room was this very old guy around sixty-five. He was even more depressing than the room was. He was one of those bald guys that comb all their hair over from the side to cover up the baldness. I'd rather be bald than do that. Anyway, what a gorgeous job for a guy around sixty-five years old. Carrying people's suitcases and waiting for a tip. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 2bc0b42 | But you're wrong about that hating business. I mean about hating football players and all. You really are. I don't hate too many guys. What I may do, I may hate them for a little while, like this guy Stradlater I knew at Pencey or this other boy, Robert Ackley. I hated them once in a while- I admit it- but it doesn't last too long, is what I mean. After a while, if I didn't see them, if they didn't come in the room, or if I din't see them i.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 040938c | Without keeping up a merciless guard, day and night, the variety of forward opinions in this world could easily destroy one's sanity. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| df9771c | Don't tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody." - Holden Caulfield The Catcher in the Rye" | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 1722c38 | He hated it when you called him a moron. All morons hate it when you call them a moron. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 298c3a1 | Christ, it's embarrassing--I start thinking about this goddam poem I sent her when we first started goin' around together. `Rose my color is. and white, Pretty mouth and green my eyes.' Christ, it's embarrassing--it used to remind me of her. She doesn't have green eyes--she has eyes like goddam sea shells, for Chrissake. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 0b7ead4 | You beautiful little moron. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 8d371e1 | An Aesthetic Saint | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 5ddfbac | New York's terrible when somebody laughs on the street very late at night. You can hear it for miles. It makes you feel so lonesome and depressed. | new-york | J.D. Salinger | |
| d64cd1a | Then all of a sudden, this tear plopped down on the checkerboard. On one of the red squares - boy, I can still see it. She just rubbed it into the board with her finger. I don't know why, but it bothered hell out of me. So what I did was, I went over and made her move over on the glider so that I could sit down next to her - I practically sat down in her lap, as a matter of fact. Then she really started to cry, and the next thing I knew, I .. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 0923cc2 | I'll read my books and I'll drink coffee and I'll listen to music, and I'll bolt the door. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 0b10674 | I always pick a gorgeous time to fall over a suitcase or something. | humour j-d-salinger | J.D. Salinger | |
| 96086e4 | And I can't be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 0de8b9f | You know what the trouble with me is? I can never get really sexy--I mean really sexy--with a girl I don't like a lot. I mean I have to like her a lot. If I don't, I sort of lose my goddam desire for her and all. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 9e4460e | I don't want to scare you," he said, "but I can very clearly see you dying nobly, one way or another, for some highly unworthy cause." | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 7fa5b3c | The connection was so bad, and I couldn't talk at all during most of the call. How terrible it is when you say I love you and the person at the other end shouts back 'What?' I've been reading a miscellany of Vedanta all [358] day. Marriage partners are to serve each other. Elevate, help, teach, strengthen each other, but above all, serve. Raise their children honorably, lovingly, and with detachment. A child is a guest in the house, to be l.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 6bd519f | What was left of his fortune, the Laughing Man converted into diamonds, which he lowered casually, in emerald vaults, into the Black Sea. His personal wants were few. He subsisted exclusively on rice and eagle's blood, in a tiny cottage with an underground gymnasium and shooting range, on the stormy coast of Tibet. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 5461976 | dstnh hrgz bh pyn nmy rsnd. rwy st khh m`mwl Sdysh r dr nqTh y jdhb w hnrmndnh qT` my khnd; khl hmh sh hmyn st. | story storytelling | J.D. Salinger | |
| cd7250a | I purely came over because I thought you looked extremely lonely. You have an extremely sensitive face. | loneliness | J.D. Salinger | |
| 66dc146 | Our foyer has a funny smell that doesn't smell like anyplace else. I don't know what the hell it is. It isn't cauliflower and it isn't perfume--I don't know what the hell it is--but you always know you're home. | smell | J.D. Salinger | |
| a842b02 | New York is terrible when somebody laughs on the street very late at night. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 47881f5 | strdlytr hmyshh z adm tqDy lTf bzrgy dsht. admhy khwshgl y admhyy khh khyl mykhnnd khyly zrngnd hmyshh z adm tqDy lTf bzrgy drnd. nh chwn bry khwdshn mymyrnd khyl mykhnnd dygrn hm bryshn mymyrnd | J.D. Salinger | ||
| bd7ddb9 | he is invariably a kind of super-size but unmistakably 'classical' neurotic, an aberrant who only occasionally, and never deeply, wishes to surrender his aberration; or, in English, a Sick Man who not at all seldom, though he's reported to childishly deny it, gives out terrible cries of pain, as if he would wholeheartedly let go of both his art and soul to experience what passes in other people for wellness, and yet (the rumor continues) wh.. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| e8f6bc3 | No importa que la sensacion sea triste o hasta desagradable, pero cuando me voy de un sitio me gusta darme cuenta de que me marcho. Si no luego me da mas pena todavia. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| a1bc7dd | Imagine giving somebody a feel and telling them about a guy committing suicide at the same time! They killed me. | J.D. Salinger | ||
| 954a873 | Thus for me, the principal meaning of being a Jew was something people reliably held against me, a barrier to overcome. | Scott Turow | ||
| 4838597 | Plato laments the decline of the oral tradition and the atrophy of memory which writing induces, I at the other end of the Age of the Written Word am impressed by the sturdiness and reliability of words on paper... The will to record indelibly, to set down stories in permanent words, seems to me akin to the conviction that we are larger than our biologies. | words literature reading writing | Jonathan Franzen | |
| ea04963 | El amor consiste en una empatia ilimitada, surgida de lo que el corazon nos revela, que el otro es tan real como nosotros. Y por eso el amor, segun lo entiendo, siempre es concreto. Intentar amar a toda la humanidad puede ser una empresa loable, pero curiosamente se centra en uno mismo, en el bienestar moral y espiritual de uno mismo. Mientras que para amar a una persona concreta, e identificarse con sus esfuerzos y alegrias como si fueran .. | love | Jonathan Franzen | |
| 01fda8c | There came a time, however, when death ceased to be the enforcer of finitude and began to look, instead, like the last opportunity for radical transformation, the only plausible portal to the infinite. But to be seen as the finite carcass in a sea of blood and bone chips and gray matter-- to inflict that version of himself on other people-- was a violation of privacy so profound it seemed it would outlive him. He was also afraid that it mig.. | Jonathan Franzen | ||
| a95d8c7 | She was one of the few stay-at-home moms in Ramsey Hill and was famously averse to speaking well of herself or ill of anybody else. She said that she expected to be "beheaded" someday by one of the windows whose sash chains she'd replaced. Her children were "probably" dying of trichinosis from pork she'd undercooked. She wondered if her "addiction" to paint-stripper fumes might be related to her "never" reading books anymore. She confided t.. | Jonathan Franzen |