I remember reading a red and worn Catcher in the Rye for the first time in undergrad, I think at Sarah Painter’s insistence. And I remember reading it again, and again, and then again, laughing aloud increasingly more with each turn.
“Humor is every bit as noble as drama and just as honest. To sit and hold a page and laugh out loud struck me as a remarkable enactment of the immaterial upon the reader.” ~John Updike
I remember crying a bit, as well; such an unexpectedly tender thing, that Holden. I remember finding the book to be more and more like the Psalms that I do love so much, especially in its most raw, awful, and wonderfully human bits.
oh, I agree, nelly. that Holden…. love this book. laughed out loud till i cried a few times. 🙂
oh, I agree, nelly. that Holden…. love this book. laughed out loud till i cried a few times. 🙂
I love this book so much… oh man. It carries alot you know? you remember who you were every time you have ever read it. or at least i do.
i love these “remember” blogs nel. I check them constantly. You are lovely and interesting and i will be sad when september is over.