I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all.... If they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I’d do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it’s crazy.
ATTRIBUTION:
J.D. (Jerome David) Salinger (b. 1919), U.S. author. The narrator (Holden Caulfield), in The Catcher in the Rye, ch. 22 (1951).
