J. Salinger
J. Salinger
bunch coming die dump except fix flowers hell hope people putting river somebody sticking stomach sunday wants
Boy, when you are dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you are dead? Nobody.
felt guess running
I don't even know what I was running for - I guess I just felt like it.
pretend
I'd thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes.
finding half helluva looking mean trouble
Half the time, if you really want to know the truth, when I'm horsing around with a girl, I have a helluva lot of trouble just finding what I'm looking for, for God's sake, if you know what I mean
bad care leave leaving sad
I don't care if it's a sad good-by or a bad good-by, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it. If you don't, you feel even worse.