Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first one who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior.

I don't even know what I was running for—I guess I just felt like it.

Are all your stars shining?

What I think is, you're supposed to leave somebody alone if he's at least being interesting and he's getting all excited about something. I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It's nice.

If you can't, or won't, think of Seymour, then you go right ahead and call in some ignorant psychoanalyst. You just do that. You just call in some analyst who's experienced in adjusting people to the joys of television, and Life magazine every Wednesday, and European travel, and the H-bomb, and Presidential elections, and the front page of the Times, and God knows what else that's gloriously normal.

Your heart, Bessie, is an autumn garage.

Listen, if you're not going to be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.