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"it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I'm telling you about it"Eighteen year old enthusiast of art, books from the 60s, big cities, and candles. PrattMWP fall 2013.
“Keep me up till five only because all your stars are out, and for no other reason.”
J.D. Salinger, ‘Seymour: an Introduction’(Source: catchercarousel, via muriel-fedder)
“All we do our whole lives is go from one little piece of Holy Ground to the next.”
Seymour: An Introduction, J.D. Salinger(Source: fernandoamerico, via see-more-glass)
“Your heart, Bessie, is an autumn garage.”
J.D. Salinger - Franny and Zooey(Source: imaginarysuccess, via see-more-glass)
“I don’t know any more. I used to know, but I lost the knowledge a long time ago. A man can’t go along indefinitely carrying around in his pocket a key that doesn’t fit anything.”
J.D. Salinger (via vanderlylegeek)(via muriel-fedder)
“Enough. Act, Zachary Martin Glass, when and where you want to, since you feel you must, but do it with all your might. If you do anything at all beautiful on a stage, anything nameless and joy-making, anything above and beyond the call of theatrical ingenuity, S. and I will both rent tuxedos and rhinestone hats and solemnly come around to the stage door with bouquets of snapdragons. In any case, for what little it’s worth, please count on my affection and support, at whatever distance.”
Zooey, by J.D. Salinger(Source: embracenotknowing, via muriel-fedder)
“Did I ever tell you what happened when I went down to Florida to bring back the body? I wept like a slob on the plane for five solid hours. Carefully adjusting my veil from time to time so that no one across the isle could see me—I had a seat to myself, thank God. About five minutes before the plane landed, I became aware of people talking in the seat behind me. A woman was saying, with all of Back Bay Boston and most of Harvard Square in her voice, “…and the NEXT MORNING, mind you, they took a pint of pus out of that lovely young body of hers.” That’s all I remember hearing, but when I got off the plane a few minutes later and the Bereaved Widow came toward me all in Bergdorf Goodman black, I had the Wrong Expression on my face. I was grinning. Which is exactly the way I feel today, for no really good reason. Against my better judgment, I feel certain that somewhere near here—the first house down the road, maybe—there’s a good poet dying, but also somewhere very near here somebody’s having a hilarious pint of pus taken from her lovely young body, and I can’t be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.”
J.D. Salinger (Buddy Glass), Franny and Zooey(Source: nobodytoldthehorse, via see-more-glass)
misswright23 replied to your photo: #15 — Zen Koan (by rocketrictic)
Is this supposed to be deep? Because I don’t understand why this quote pertains to anything in life. Who cares what one hand sounds like clapping? When will anyone need that?
It’s a Salinger-being-into-Buddhism thing, I guess. It’s an old Buddhist riddle, I’m pretty sure. To me, it relates to aspects in a person’s life that are memorable, important, and hence “make noise” with another person (two hands) but what are those events without another person? The sound of one hand clapping could be loneliness, the empty space in your head that is meaningless without accompaniment. The idea could even be extended to include God(s), i.e. “are these events worthwhile (do they ‘make noise’) without an omnipresence involved?” or “What is life on Earth/how can we function on Earth without the hope of an afterlife?” (The two lives, now and after-death, being the two hands.)
Of course, that’s just my opinion and my reading of a concept much bigger and more important than myself. Honestly, I like it better being sort of ambiguous. It’s a metaphorical make-you-think type thing, which is my favorite and part of what makes Salinger so incredible as an author and an inspiration, and Buddhist ideologies so interesting and thought-provoking as well.
“You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddamn phenomenal world.”
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey(Source: theburnthatkeepseverything, via see-more-glass)
