The Catcher in the Rye

Boy, I love this goddam book. I like how spontaneously adventurous Holden is. I love his character. How he thinks. How he asks about ducks and how he remembers that Jane keeps all her kings at the back. I hoped he would call her though, maybe he did, maybe not. I loved how this book is written like it is from one sitting. I love this quote from the book:

“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though.”

It would have been nice if I can ring J.D. Salinger and talk about his book.

And this:

“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.”

He wanted to save all the kids. I wish I could.

There are alot more and I do hope whoever reads this review reads the book. Please.

Please. I have been saying that a lot. And then when I read about it as it ends, I thought I was going to cry. I love old Phoebe. And Holden's hat. :) Everyone is phony to tell you the truth. But I don't think Holden is one.