That's exactly the kind of a guy he was. I hated that goddam Elkton Hills. Consequently, this deplorable situation has created legions of phony-haters. Or if they just flew away. Except if some boy had little old funny-looking parents. I was wondering if it would be frozen over when I got home, and if it was, where did the ducks go? The only thing that would be different would be you.
If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. I was sixteen then, and I'm seventeen now, and sometimes I act like I'm about thirteen. Or if they just flew away. Then all of a sudden, something very spooky started happening. It's no surprise he does not like Ernest; he does not like or get along with most people because he is highly critical of them. All you knew was, you were happy.
If they fall off, they fall off, but it's bad if you say anything to them. Holden fears adulthood because it brings responsibilities and trouble. This classic story of teenage rebellion, angst and alienation was originally published for adults. The Catcher in the Rye Holden Caulfield in Chapter 3, after lying to the headmaster. The Catcher in the Rye Holden Caulfield in Chapter 1. The Catcher in the Rye Holden Caulfield in Chapter 1.
I can't always pray when I feel like it. The Catcher in the Rye Chapter 1. You never saw so many phonies in all your life, everybody smoking their ears off and talking about the play so that everybody could hear and know how sharp they were. That's all I'd do all day. I'll just tell you about this madman stuff that happened to me around last Christmas just before I got pretty run-down and had to come out here and take it easy. His former teacher is needling him about his failures at Pencey; at this point, he lectures Holden about the importance of playing by the rules. It was a very descriptive subject.
You're by no means alone on that score, you'll be excited and stimulated to know. Ten times worse than old Thurmer. I don't give a damn, except that I get bored sometimes when people tell me to act my age. Chapter 13, page 98 Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. I sat next to her once in the bus from Agerstown and we sort of struck up a conversation. I could puke every time I hear it.
He told us we ought to think of Jesus as our buddy and all. Thinking Spencer wouldn't understand, Holden tells him only that it's a long story. Or you'd just passed by one of those puddles in the street with gasoline rainbows in them. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. He loves film, comedy, and innovative technology. That way I wouldn't have to have any goddam stupid useless conversations with anybody.
Typically, he enjoys late-night train rides. He told us we ought to think of Jesus as our buddy and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. If I'm on my way to the store to buy a magazine, even, and somebody asks me where I'm going, I'm liable to say I'm going to the opera. I can just see the big phony bastard shifting into first gear and asking Jesus to send him a few more stiffs. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any.
He started telling us how he was never ashamed, when he was in some kind of trouble or something, to get right down on his knees and pray to God. I don't care if it's a sad good-by or a bad good-by, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. If anybody wanted to tell me something, they'd have to write it on a piece of paper and shove it over to me. Almost every time somebody gives me a present, it ends up making me sad. Sally is just trying to play a stupid game that Holden would rather not want to play at any time.