Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody.
I was surrounded by phonies...They were coming in the goddam window.
That’s what I liked about those nuns. You could tell, for one thing, that they never went anywhere swanky for lunch. It mad me so damn sad when I thought about it, their never going anywhere swanky fo...
Oh, I don’t know. That digression business got on my nerves. I don’t know. The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. It’s more interesting and all.
I always pick a gorgeous time to fall over a suitcase or something.
I am a kind of paranoid in reverse. I suspect people of trying to make me happy
I've read this same sentence about twenty times since you came in.Anybody else except Ackley would've taken the goddamn hint. Not him though...What the hellya reading?Goddamn book.
I've read this same sentence about twenty times since you came in."Anybody else except Ackley would've taken the goddamn hint. Not him though..."What the hellya reading?""Goddamn book."He shoved my bo...
Boy, it began to rain like a bastard. In buckets, I swear to God. All the parents and mothers and everybody went over and stood right under the roof of the carrousel, so they wouldn't get soaked to th...
So what do you think?’ He asked, holding up the book.‘I think Salinger is a closet paedophile,’ I replied placidly and was surprised and comforted by this minuscule, acidic, bitter Sylvia Plath like m...