I privately say to you, old friend... please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of early-blooming parentheses: (((()))). - J. D. Salinger

Please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of very early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).

While I was walking I passed these two guys that were unloading this big Christmas tree off a truck. One guy, kept saying to the other guy, 'Hold the sonunvabitch up! Hold it up, for Chrissake!' It certainly was a gorgeous way to talk about a Christmas tree.

For joy, apparently, it was all Franny could do to hold the phone, even with both hands.

"You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck you" right under your nose."