I'm beginning to feel that no author has the right to tear his characters apart if he doesn't know how, or feel that he knows how (poor sucker) to put them together again. I'm tiredโmy God, so tiredโof leaving them all broken on the page with just 'The End' written underneath.
J. D. SalingerYou take a really sleepy man, Esmรฉ, and he always stands a chance of again becoming a man with all his fac โ with all his f-a-c-u-l-t-i-e-s intact.
J. D. SalingerLane himself lit a cigarette as the train pulled in. Then, like so many people, who, perhaps, ought to be issued only a very probational pass to meet trains, he tried to empty his face of all expression that might quite simply, perhaps even beautifully, reveal how he felt about the arriving person. Franny was among the first of the girls to get off the train, from a car at the far, northern end of the platform. Lane spotted her immediately, and despite whatever it was he was trying to do with his face, his arm that shot up into the air was the whole truth.
J. D. Salinger