I told her I loved her and all. It was a lie, of course, but the thing is, I meant it when I said it. I'm crazy. I swear to God I am.
J. D. SalingerWe are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle.
J. D. SalingerShe wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations.
J. D. Salinger