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
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This fall I think you're riding for - it's a special kind of fall, a horrible kind. The man falling isn't permitted to feel or hear himself hit bottom. He just keeps falling and falling. The whole arrangement's designed for men who, at some time or other in their lives, were looking for something their own environment couldn't supply them with.
hell instead saying
Why the hell don'tcha, instead of keep saying it?
sleep bed
I’m not going to bed after all. Somebody around here hath murdered sleep. Good for him.
army nazi said
He once told Allie and I that if he'd had to shoot anybody, he wouldn't've known which direction to shoot in. He said the Army was practically as full of bastards as the Nazis were.
glasses
Did you see more glass?
suicide bitter said
He said you were the only one who was bitter about S.'s suicide and the only one who really forgave him for it. The rest of us, he said, were outwardly unbitter and inwardly unforgiving.
want radio degrees
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.
sense-of-humor said
He said I was unequipped to meet life because I had no sense of humor.
kings stills ifs
Ask her if she still keeps all her kings in the back row.
player piano closets
If I were a piano player, I'd play it in the goddam closet.
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?
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.
laughing might wells
Listen, if you're not going to be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.
ruins
The goddam movies. They can ruin you. I'm not kidding