Favorite Quotes: 
 "Anyway, I like it now, " I said. "I mean right now. Sitting here with you and just chewing the fat and horsing -" "That isn't anything 'real'ly!" "It is so something 'real'ly! Certainly it is! Why the hell isn't it? People never think anything is anything 'really'. I'm getting goddam sick of it." "You know what I'd like to be? I mean, if I had my goddam choice?...You know that song 
 'If a body catch a body comin' through the rye?' I'd like -" 
 "it's 'If a body 'meet' a body coming through the rye!...It's a poem. By Robert 'Burns'."..."Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody of they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and 'catch' them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. 
 She looked like she might have a pretty good idea what a bastard she was the mother of. But you can't always tell - with somebody's mother, I mean. Mothers are all slightly insane.