She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations.
J. D. SalingerIf Death stepped miraculously through the glass and came in after you, in all probability you just got up and went along with him, ferociously but quietly.
J. D. SalingerAlways, always, always referring every goddam thing that happens right back to our lousy little egos.
J. D. Salinger