I could probably tell you what I did after I went home, and how I got sick and all...
... keeps asking me if I'm going to apply myself when I go back to school next September...
It's such a stupid question..
D.B isn't as bad as he rest of them...
I'm sorry I told so many people about it.
Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
... worried about my hormones.
So figured I was getting cancer...
... I thought I was going to vomit...
I couldn't swallow them too well...
...it wasn't too bad...
'I kept looking for them anyway...
moccasins...
I'd never get to the other side of the street. I thought I'd just go down, down, down...
...talking to my brother Allie...
Allie, don't let me disappear...
I'd thank him...
Just so people didn't know me and I didn't know anybody...
...for the rest of my life...
... sunny as hell all the time...
West and all...
...Museum of art...
... something that drove me crazy. Someboy'd written 'Fuck you' on the wall.
... rub it off the wall with my hand...
would think I'd written it...
'Good look!'
... he couldn't write any movies...
...moccasins...
...will you cut out this crazy stuff?'...
Kids are funny. You have to watch what you're doing.
...Cowboy hat...
...carrousel...
It played that same song about fifty years ago when I was a little kid.
All the kids kept trying to grab the gold ring...
... but it's bad if you say anything to them...
'It's raining. It's starting to rain'...
My hunting hat really gave me quite a lot of protection...
... I felt so damn happy...
I was getting along...
...sort of like D.B...
He sort of did it little bit too much...
I was feeling sort of dizzy... I had a helluva headache all of a sudden...
...Vermont...
'I have a feeling that you're riding for some kind of a terrible, terrible fall. But I don't honestly know what kind...
... hating business... hating football players...
I don't hate too many guys... a little while...
I hated them once in a while...
... it's a special kind of fall...
The man falling is not permitted to feel or hear himself hit the bottom...
dying nobly, one way or another, for some highly unworthy cause...
psychoanalyst named Wilhelm Stekel...
'The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.'
... something perverty like that happens...
That kind of thing has happened to me about twenty times since I was a kid.
She stays right with you...
...Daddy'll
I started to cry. I couldn't help it.
... her old arm around my neck...
... window was open...
I could feel her shivering...
Then I took my hunting hat out of my coat pocket and gave it to her.
When I came back, she had the pillow off her head all right-....
Boy, she really gets something on her mind when she gets something on her mind.
'You don't like anything that's happening'.
'... I'm getting goddam sick of it'
That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all.
'I know it's crazy'
I sat down on old D.B.'s desk...
... This is what old pheobe had on it:
PHEOBE WEATHERFIELD CAULFILED
... That killed me.
Boy, that stuff drives me crazy. That goddam Hollywood...
'That isn't nice. What are you - a child, for God's sake?'...
I was concealing the fact that I was a wounded sonuvabitch.
I was crying and all.
I showed her my goddam red hunting hat, and she liked it.
I started walking over to the park.
I just felt blue as hell.
Boy, when your'e dead, they really fix you up.
Acts of Kindness
Being Honest
Books
Central Park
Cleanliness
Drinking
Ducks
Horsing Around
Morality
My Red Hunting Hat
Organisation
Selma Thurmer
The Carousel
The Museum
The Zoo
