People are mostly hot to have a discussion when you're not. - J. D. Salinger

I'm a kind of a paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.

She worries over the way her love for me comes and goes, appears and disappears. She doubts its reality simply because it isn't as steadily pleasurable as a kitten. God knows it is sad. The human voice conspires to desecrate everything on earth.

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