“I am not exactly wallowing in guilt at the moment, but guilt is guilt.It doesn't go away. It can't be nullified.” — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“That digression business got on my nerves. I don't now. The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. It's… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“The thing is, most of the time when you're coming pretty close to doing it with a girl – a girl that… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Teddy thought it over. "You know what the word 'affinity' means?" he asked turning to Nicholson. "I have a rough idea," Nicholson… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Holden... One short, faintly stuffy, pedagogical question. Don't you think there's a time and place for everything? Don't you think if someone… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“I went to my room and put some water on my hair, but you can't really comb a crew cut or anything.… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“He said he talked to Jesus all the time. Even when he was driving his car. That killed me. I just see… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Think how practical, pleasant, and thrilling it would be if one could open one’s mouth, from time to time, and something other… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Lots of time you don’t know what interests you most till you start talking about something that doesn’t interest you most.” — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Once, at one of the very rare and savory moments when my own teammates grudgingly allowed me to take the ball around… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Teddy looked at him directly for the first time. Are you a poet?' he asked. A poet?' Nicholson said. 'Lord, no. Alas,… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Every time you mention some guy that's strictly a bastard— very mean, or very conceited and all— and when you mention it… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“You’d better get busy, though, buddy. The goddamn sands run out on you every time you turn around. I know what I’m… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“Every time I came to the end of a block and stepped off the goddam curb, I had this feeling that I'd… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all… I'm standing on the edge of… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“I felt like praying or something, when I was in bed, but I couldn't do it. I can't always pray when I feel like… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“If you're a poet, you do something beautiful. I mean you're supposed to leave something beautiful after you get off the page and everything.… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was… The only thing that would be different would… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“And you make people nervous, young man," she said - most equably, for her. "You either take to somebody or you don't. If you… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“I still think that, in a way, I can't get past half my childhood dogmas.” — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“He stuck around till around dinnertime, talking about all the guys at Pencey that he hated their guts, and squeezing this big pimple on… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“For example, when Seymour told one of the twins or Zooey or Franny or even Mme. Boo Boo (who was only two years younger… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“The cigars are ballast, sweetheart. Sheer ballast. If he didn’t have a cigar to hold on to, his feet would leave the ground. We’d… — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“They're just people that write poems that get published and anthologized all over the place but they're not poets.” — J.D. Salinger Copy Share Image
“In certain Zen monasteries, it's a cardinal rule, if not the only serious enforced discipline, that when one monk calls out 'Hi!' to another… — j.d. salinger Copy Share Image
