The Catcher in the Rye

by: J. D. Salinger

Chapters 18–20

1

He was a very good skater and all, but I couldn’t enjoy it much because I kept picturing him practicing to be a guy that roller-skates on the stage.

2

It was about this English guy, Alec something, that was in the war and loses his memory in the hospital and all. He comes out of the hospital carrying a cane and limping all over the place, all over London, not knowing who the hell he is.

3

I didn’t say anything. I was sort of afraid he’d get up and leave me if I didn’t shut up.

4

I was the only guy at the bar with a bullet in their guts. I kept putting my hand under my jacket, on my stomach and all, to keep the blood from dripping all over the place. I didn’t want anybody to know I was even wounded. I was concealing the fact that I was a wounded sonuvabitch.

5

It's not too bad when the sun’s out, but it only comes out when it feels like coming out.