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This is for all J.D Salinger fans, addicts, devotees et al.
For the people whose lives were changed by Holden.
For the people who intonate words to sound like Franny.
For true-life recluses.
No haters, naysayers,
and especially no goddamn phonies.
For the people whose lives were changed by Holden.
For the people who intonate words to sound like Franny.
For true-life recluses.
No haters, naysayers,
and especially no goddamn phonies.
Tuesday, February 21
Monday, February 13
Thursday, January 19
Saturday, January 7
“ …all legitimate religious study must lead to unlearning the differences, the illusory difference, between boys and girls, animals and stones, day and night, heat and cold.
— J.D. Salinger - Franny and Zooey (via fragmentedknowledge)
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Tuesday, December 27
Monday, December 19
“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.”
-J.D. Salinger, Franny And Zooey
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Thursday, December 15
Tuesday, November 15
- It’s everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so—I don’t know—not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid, necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless—and sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you’re conforming just as much as everybody else, only in a different way.”
-- J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
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Thursday, November 10
“ She stared avidly into space, as nightmare-recallers do. There were half circles under her eyes, and other, subtler signs that mark and acutely troubled young girl, but nonetheless no one could have missed seeing that she was a first-class beauty. Her skin was lovely, and her features were delicate and most distinctive. Her eyes were very nearly the same quite astonishing shade of blue as Zooey’s, but were set farther apart, as a sister’s eyes no doubt should be—and they were not, so to speak, a day’s work to look into, as Zooey’s were. Some four years earlier, at her graduation from boarding school, her brother Buddy had morbidly prophesied to himself, as she grinned at him from the graduates’ platform, that she would in all probability one day marry a man with a hacking cough. So there was that in her face, too.
— Franny and Zooey (via matthewrobison)
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Tuesday, November 1
“ You know, I’m the only one in this family who has no problems, … And you know why? Because any time I’m feeling blue, or puzzled, what I do, I just invite a few people to come visit me in the bathroom, and—well, we iron things out together, that’s all.
— J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via bananafishhunter)
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Posts that have made me click the 
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Tracked tags of a generation of the Glass family. Most of them rarely yield anything, but I live in hope.
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As one limping man to another, old Zooey, let’s be courteous and kind to each other.
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I can’t even blame boredom for this. Just my own lameness. Yaaaayyyyy
