#3
The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera
"You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddam phenomenal world."
Zooey,
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
"We’re the Tattooed Lady and we’re never going to have a minute’s peace; the rest of our lives, til everybody else is tattooed too"
Zooey
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
"This goddam house is lousy with smiles"
Zooey
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
"Enough. Act, Zachary Martin Glass, when and where you want to; since you feel you must, but do it with all your mind. If you do anything at all beautiful on a stage, anything nameless and joy-making, anything above and beyond the call of theatrical ingenuity; S. and I will both rent tuxedos and rhinestone hats and solemnly come around to the stage door with bouquets of snapdragons."
Buddy’s Letter to Zooey
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
"That’s why I quit the Theatre Department. Just because I’m so horribly conditioned to accept everybody’s values and just because I like applause and people to rave about me, doesn’t make it right. I’m ashamed of it. I’m sick of it. I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody."
Franny
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
"Do you love me? You didn`t say once in your horrible letter. I hate you when your being hopelessly super male and retiscent (sp?). Not really hate you but am constitutionally against strong, silent men."
Franny’s Letter
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
"The rest were standing around in hatless; smoky little groups of twos and threes and fours inside the heated waiting room, talking in voices that; almost without exception, sounded collegiately dogmatic, as though each young man, in his strident, conversational turn, was clearing up, once and for all, some highly controversial issue, one that the outside, non-matriculating world had been bungling, provocatively or not; for centuries."
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey
Book #2…
Franny and Zooey, J.D. Salinger
"When you hurt people, they begin to love you less. That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less."
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
"They were both men whom childhood had abandoned without a trace. Men without curiosity. Without doubt. Both in their own way truly, terrifyingly adult. They looked out at the world and never wondered how it worked, because they knew. They worked it. They were mechanics who serviced different parts of the same machine."
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
"She saw a wisp of madness escape from its bottle and caper triumphantly around the bathroom."
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
"On their shoulders they carried a keg of ancient anger, lit with a recent fuse."
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
"They sensed somehow that she lived in the penumbral shadows between two worlds, just beyond the grasp of their power. That a woman that they had already damned, now had little left to lose, and could therefore be dangerous."
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
"They used to make pickles, squashes, jams, curry powders and canned pineapples. And banana jam (illegally) after the FPO (Food Products Organization) banned it because according to their specifications it was neither jam nor jelly. Too thin for jelly and too thick for jam. An ambiguous, unclassifiable consistency, they said.
As per their books.
Looking back now, to Rahel it seemed as though this difficulty that their family had with classification ran much deeper than the jam-jelly question.
Perhaps Ammu, Estha and she were the worst transgressors. But it wasn’t just them. It was the others too. They all broke the rules. They all crossed into forbidden territory. They all tampered with the laws that lay down who should be loved and how. And how much."
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
