Mother, darling, don't yell at me. I can hear you beautifully, said the girl.
Just get sick sometime and go visit yourself, and you'll find out how tactless you are!
It was just terrible! And the worst part was, I knew what a bore I was being, I knew how I was depressing people, or even hurting their feelings- but I just couldn't stop! I just could not stop pickin...
I'm way off. I'll just ruin the whole weekend. Maybe there's a trapdoor under my chair, and I'll just disappear.
I'm a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
I don't even know what I was running for—I guess I just felt like it.
I didn't want any degrees if all the ill-read literates and radio announcers and pedagogical dummies I knew had them by the peck.
I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.
Her joke of a name aside, her general unprettiness aside, she was, in terms of permanently memorable, immoderately perceptive, small-area faces, a stunning and final girl.
He hated it when you called him a moron. All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
Dont's ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everyone- Holden Caulfield
Did you know, God damn it, that Les was all for bringing a tangerine in to you last night before he went to bed? My God. Even Bessie can't stand stories with tangerines in them. And God knows I can't....
But the thing is, you raved and you bitched when you came home about the stupidity of audiences. The goddam unskilled laughter coming from the fifth row. And that's right, that's right - God knows it'...
Boy, did he depress me! I don't mean he was a bad guy- he wasn't. But you don't have to be bad guy to depress somebody- you can be a good guy and do it.
Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first one who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior.
<...> However I have thought of you frequently and of the extremely pleasant afternoon we spent in each other's company on April 30, 1944 between 3:45 and 4:15 P. M. in case it slipped your mind.
My atoms, moreover, are arranged to make me constitutionally inclined to believe that where there's smoke there's usually strawberry Jello, seldom fire...
Her self-imposed sentence of unadulterated good-listenership had been fully served.
She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.
واقعیت همیشه خیلی دیر خودش را نشان می دهد. غریب ترین تفاوت میان خوشبختی و شادی این است که خوشبختی جامد است و شادی مایع. شادی من تا صبح ِ روز بعد، که آقای یوشوتو با پاکت های دو دانشجوی جدید سر میز من س...