I mean how do you know what you're going to do till you do it? The answer is, you don't. I think I am, but how do I know? I swear it's a stupid question.
J. D. SalingerThen Iโd throw my automatic down the elevator shaft-after Iโd wiped off all the fingerprints and all. Then Iโd crawl back up to my room and call up Jane and have her come over and bandage up my guts. I pictured her holding a cigarette for me to smoke while I was bleeding and all. The goddam movies. They can ruin you. Iโm not kidding.
J. D. Salinger