And I can't be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight.
Liberate yourself from my vice-like grip!
That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any.
... even the most sublimely accomplished non-stop talker can't consistently please.
She was not one for emptying her face of expression.
I kept picturing all these little kids in this big field of rye... If they're running and they don't look where they're going, I have to come out from somewhere and catch them.