A Restless Head

I seem to be taking these words towards their literally sense lately. Moving on. On a related note with this post, I recently remembered about The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger. I don't know if I ever mentioned it before, but it used to be one of my favourite books. I suppose it still is. The main character is a boy named Holden. As his story goes on, he explains himself and what he is thinking in avery lucid, sarcasti c& funny way.
I read the book like seven years ago. I was so obssessed with the book at that time, that I read it a fantastic eight times (yeah, I did count that) over some months. Didn't open it again. And I didn't find any other book that reached this record since. I actually managed to stop at two or three re-reads ever since. Here are some of my favourite quotes from the book:

"If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she's late? Nobody."
"Anyway, I'm sort of glad they've got the atomic bomb invented. If there's ever another war, I'm going to sit right the hell on top of it. I'll volunteer for it, I swear to God I will. "
"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."

Once I listened to a French band (I can see the album cover in my mind right now) just because it was named Holden. Don't ask me how it sounded, I don't remember too well. Maybe not that spectacular because and I didn't even bothered to google it for this post. Oh well.

J. D. Salinger:
The boy himself is at once too simple and too complex for us to make any final comment about him or his story.
Perhaps the safest thing we can say about Holden is that he was born in the world not just strongly attracted to beauty but, almost, hopelessly impaled on it.

Sweet treats,
Daiane

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