Do It For The Fat Lady!

I Thought What I'd Do Was I'd Pretend I Was One Of Those Deaf-mutes.

It Was The Last Game Of The Year And You Were Supposed To Commit Suicide Or Something If Old Pencey Didn't Win.

I Was Surrounded By Phonies...they Were Coming In The Goddam Window.

Some People You Shouldn't Kid, Even If They Deserve It.

The Existence Of God, The Why Of Life, Was All That Really Only A Question Of Glands?