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
girl night thinking
Girls. You never know what they're going to think.
death glasses probability
If Death stepped miraculously through the glass and came in after you, in all probability you just got up and went along with him, ferociously but quietly.
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.'
grateful invisible feels
I feel overwhelmingly grateful to them, but I don't know what to do with their invisible gifts.
confused firsts behavior
Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first one who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior.
hate player dope
I'd swear to God, if I were a piano player or an actor or something and all those dopes thought I was terrific, I'd hate it. I wouldn't even want them to clap for me. People always clap for the wrong things. If I were a piano player, I'd play it in the goddam closet.
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.
enough said knows
How old are you? I asked her. "Old enough to know better." she said.
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.
inspirational mother father
You can hit my father over the head with a chair and he won't wake up, but my mother, all you have to do to my mother is cough somewhere in Siberia and she'll hear you.
mean use might
Why are you breaking down, incidentally? I mean if you’re able to go into a collapse with all your might, why can’t you use the same energy to stay well and busy?
running talking world
You’d better get busy, though, buddy. The goddam sands run out on you every time You turn around. I know what I’m talking about. You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze In this goddam phenomenal world.
guy toilets toilet-seat
Sensitive. That killed me. That guy Morrow was about as sensitive as a toilet seat.
stars writing heart
Were most of your stars out? Were you busy writing your heart out?