This is God's universe, buddy, not yours, and he has the final say about what's ego and what isn't.
They make everything they touch turn absolutely academic and useless. To my mind, They're mostly to blame for the mob of ignorant oafs with diplomas that are turned loose on the country every June.
They love their reasons for loving us almost as much as they love us, and most of the time more. It's not so good, that way.
There were half circles under her eyes and other, subtler signs that mark an acutely troubled young girl, but nonetheless no one could have missed seeing that she was first-class beauty.
There isn't anyone out there who isn't Seymour's Fat Lady ... don't you know who that Fat Lady really is? ... Ah, buddy. Ah, buddy. It's Christ Himself. Christ Himself, buddy.
There isn't anyone anywhere who isn't Seymour's Fat Lady. Don't you know that? Don't you know that goddam secret yet? And don't you know — listen to me, now — don't you know who that Fat Lady really i...
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...
That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up a...
That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful,because there isn't any.
That's the whole trouble. When you're feeling very depressed, you can't even think.
Surely, he was all real things to us: our blue-striped unicorn, our double-lensed burning glass, our consultant genius, our portable conscience, our supercargo and our one full poet.
Soon the Laughing Man has amassed the largest personal fortune in the world. Most of it he contributed anonymously to the monks of a local monastery- humble ascetics who had dedicated their lives to r...
She's an irritating, opinionated woman, a type Buddy can't stand. I don't think he could see her for what she is. A person, deprived, for life, of any understanding or taste for the main current of po...
She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations.
Presently, some sort of fish was served to me on a plate with a small but noticeable trace of coagulated catsup along the border. Mme. Yoshoto asked me, in English--and her accent was unexpectedly cha...
Phooey, I say, on all white-shoe college boys who edit their campus literary magazines. Give me an honest con man any day.
People always clap for the wrong reasons.
Never wants to what?Meet anybody for a . Oh, he had to go out last night and meet this television writer for a drink downtown, in the Village and all. That’s what started it. He says the only people h...
Mother, darling, don't yell at me. I can hear you beautifully, said the girl.
I’m sorry, I’m awful, I’ve just felt so terribly destructive all week. It’s awful. I’m horrible.