J. D. Salinger
J. D. Salinger
Jerome David Salingerwas an American writer who won acclaim early in life. He led a very private life for more than a half-century. He published his final original work in 1965 and gave his last interview in 1980...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth1 January 1919
CountryUnited States of America
player piano closets
If I were a piano player, I'd play it in the goddam closet.
dust light touching
She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had dust on her fingers from touching the light bulbs.
bed
Just go to bed, now. Quickly. Quickly and slowly.
sexy strong-women mean
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. They're always leaving their goddam bags out in the middle of the aisle.
holy-ground pieces littles
Seymour once said that all we do our whole lives is go from one little piece of Holy Ground to the next. Is he ever wrong?
hair hands people
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people…Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me.
intelligent stupidity
She's quite intelligent, in my stupidity.
girl arms noses
I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while, even if they're only scratching their arms or blowing their noses or even just giggling or something.
dream dog morning
You know Sven? The man who takes care of the gym?' he asked. He waited till he got a nod from Nicholson. 'Well, if Sven dreamed tonight that his dog died, he'd have a very, very bad night's sleep, because he's very fond of that dog. But when he woke up in the morning, everything would be all right. He'd know it was only a dream.' Nicholson nodded. 'What's the point exactly?' The point is if his dog really died, it would be exactly the same thing. Only he wouldn't know it. I mean he wouldn't wake up till he died himself.
rain sometimes
Sometimes I see me dead in the rain.
laughing might wells
Listen, if you're not going to be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.
knows
I live alone (but catless, I'd like everybody to know)....
depressing mean boys
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.
reading book writing
You think of the book you'd most like to be reading, and then you sit down and shamelessly write it.