I was six when I saw that everything was God, and my hair stood up, and all, Teddy said. It was on a Sunday, I remember. My sister was a tiny child then, and she was drinking her milk, and all of a sudden I saw that she was God and the milk was God. I mean, all she was doing was pouring God into God, if you know what I mean.
J. D. SalingerI have scars on my hands from touching certain peopleโฆCertain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me.
J. D. Salinger