Don't Ever Tell Anybody Anything. If You

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

Nobody Who's Really Using His Ego, His Real Ego, Has Any Time For Any Goddam Hobbies

I Ignored The Flashes Of Lightning All Around Me. They Either Had Your Number On Them Or They Didn't.

What I Think Is, You're Supposed To Leave Somebody Alone If He's At Least Being Interesting And He's Getting All Excited About Something. I Like It When Somebody Gets Excited About Something. It's Nice.

She's Quite Intelligent, In My Stupidity.