Well. He's a very sensitive boy. He's really never been a terribly good mixer with other boys...'

Sensitive. That killed me. That guy Morrow was about as sensitive as a goddamn toilet seat.

Любовният ужас е сладък и опиянителен, но той има качествата на всеки друг ужас. Той разяждаше, сломяваше неумолимо волята му. И все пак между двете възможности — да не бе срещал Елена в живота си и състоянието, в което се намираше сега предпочиташе втората. Дори по-късно той искаше да преживее още веднъж мъчителната напрегнатост на тия дни, наситени с възторзи и съмнения, с усещането на щастие, което бе непостижимо, на сенки, които никоя светлина не можеше да разпръсне.

She was not one for emptying her face of expression.

Boy, when you're 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're dead? Nobody.

There's no more to Holden Caulfield. Read the book again. It's all there. Holden Caulfield is only a frozen moment in time.

I like to write. I love to write. But I write just for myself and my own pleasure.