I asked him what, if anything, got him down about teaching. He said he didn't think that anything about it got him exactly down, but there was one thing, he thought, that frightened him: reading the pencilled notations in the margins of books in the college library.

What is it but a low form of prayer when he or Les or anybody else God-damns everything? I can't believe God recognizes any form of blasphemy. It's a prissy wo…

If sentiment doesn't ultimately make fibbers of some people, their natural abominable memories almost certainly will.

He wanted to tell me that he thought he finally knew why Christ said to call no man Fool. Christ had said it, Seymour thought I'd want to know, because there a…

Perhaps there are none more lazy, or more truly ignorant, than your everlasting readers.

Does there, I wonder, exist a being who has read all, or approximately all, that the person of average culture is supposed to have read, and that not to have r…

'My four years at Berkley represent two of the happiest weeks of my life.'