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
doe loving-something sentimentality
Sentimentality is loving something more than God does.
pain doe earth
But where does by far the bulk, the whole ambulance load, of pain really come from? Where must it come from? Isn't the true poet or painter a seer? Isn't he, actually, the only seer we have on earth? Most apparently not the scientist, most emphatically not the psychiatrist.
accomplished talkers please
... even the most sublimely accomplished non-stop talker can't consistently please.
hate people secret
Then again you may pick up just enough education to hate people who say, 'It's a secret between he and I.'
attitude writing men
There is a marvelous peace in not publishing. ... It's peaceful. Still. Publishing is a terrible invasion of my privacy. I like to write. I live to write. But I write just for myself and my own pleasure. ... I don't necessarily intend to publish posthumously, but I do like to write for myself. ... I pay for this kind of attitude. I'm known as a strange, aloof kind of man. But all I'm doing is trying to protect myself and my work.
years feelings obscurity
It is my rather subversive opinion that a writer's feelings of anonymity-obscurity are the second most valuable property on loan to him during his working years.
woods way hell
If you weren't around, I'd probably be someplace way the hell off. In the woods or some goddamn place. You're the only reason I'm around, practically.
rose said fats
If I'd wanted this place to fill up with every fat Irish rose that passes by, I'd've said so.
numbers lightning ignored
I ignored the flashes of lightning all around me. They either had your number on them or they didn't.
hate one-thing ifs
If there's one thing I hate, it's the movies. Don't even mention them to me.
nice peaceful trouble
That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any.
jerk
I was surrounded by jerks. I'm not kidding.
bleeding rooms ruins
Then I’d throw my automatic down the elevator shaft-after I’d wiped off all the fingerprints and all. Then I’d crawl back up to my room and call up Jane and have her come over and bandage up my guts. I pictured her holding a cigarette for me to smoke while I was bleeding and all. The goddam movies. They can ruin you. I’m not kidding.
tired riding matter
Sometimes you get tired of riding in taxicabs the same way you get tired riding in elevators. All of a sudden, you have to walk, no matter how far or how high up.