I mean most girls are so dumb and all. After you neck them for a while, you can really watch them losing their brains. You take a girl when she really gets passionate, she just hasn't any brains.
I mean it's very hard to meditate and live a spiritual life in America. People think you're a freak if you try to.
How do you know what you're going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don't.
Everybody in this family gets his goddamn religion in a different package.
But I was afraid of the questions (much more than the accusations) you might both put to me.
هیچ وقت به هیشکی چیزی نگو. اگه بگی دلت برا همه تنگ می شه.
A stunning glimpse of Buddy, at a later date by innumerable years, quite bereft of my dubious, loving company, writing about this very party on a very large, jet-black, very moving, gorgeous typewrite...
[..] you dirty little bookworm.
Your heart, Bessie, is an autumn garage.
You take a really sleepy man, Esmé, and he always stands a chance of again becoming a man with all his fac—with all his f-a-c-u-l-t-i-e-s intact.
Women kill me. They really do. I don't mean I'm oversexed or anything like that – although I am quite sexy. I just like them, I mean.
The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was… The only thing that would be different would be you.
Real ugly girls have it tough. I feel so sorry for them sometimes. Sometimes I can't even look at them, especially if they're with some dopey guy that's telling them all about a goddam football game.
Nobody knows how to do it except the Egyptians. Even modern science.
Maybe I just worried too much about things. Maybe I consistently hesitated to risk letting the thing we had together deteriorate into a romance. I don’t know any more. I used to know, but I lost the k...
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.
If you do something too good, then, after a while, if you don't watch it, you start showing off. And then you're not as good any more.
If were God, I certainly wouldn't want people to love me sentimentally. It's too unreliable.
I'm the one flunking out of this goddam place, and you're asking me to write you a goddam composition.
I would like you to clear up for me just what the hell your motives are for saying it.' He hesitated, but not long enough to give Franny a chance to cut in on him. 'As a matter of simple logic, there'...