Sublime

I had to do the harder English, which was a time suck, reading books. Some of them though, I finished without meaning to. That Holden guy held my interest. Hating school, going to the city to chase whores and watch rich people’s nonsense, and then you come to find out, all he wants in his heart is to stand at the edge of a field catching little boy

dudgeon;

minutes. But to find someone who you wanted to talk to for 609 hours—that was rare.

Hitchcockian protagonist,

His house had mirrored the condition of his mind, for a long time fairly orderly, then more eccentrically cluttered with things like vintage jukeboxes, and finally filled floor to ceiling with papers for his “research” and foodstuffs for a coming “siege.” His bookstore, which people had enjoyed visiting for the experience of talking to someone smar

Father said it used to be a gentleman was known by his books; nowadays he is known by the ones he has not returned

into the crowded room, his voice sparking life into those

The silence that followed this was excruciating.