In Memoriam J. D. Salinger
De Amerikaanse schrijver J.D. Salinger is gisteren op 91-jarige leeftijd overleden. Dat meldde The New York Times. Salinger is vooral bekend van de roman The Catcher in the Rye (1951), over de rebelse tiener Holden Caulfield. In Nederland verscheen het boek onder de titel De vanger in het graan. Jerome David Salinger werd in New York geboren op 1 januari 1919. Zie mijn blog van 1 januari 2007 en ook mijn blog van 1 januari 2008 en eveneens mijn blog van 1 januari 2009.
Uit: The Catcher in the Rye
“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody’s around — nobody big, I mean — except me. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff — I mean 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.”
Uit: Franny and Zooey
“You can say the Jesus Prayer from now till doomsday, but if you don’t realize that the only thing that counts in the religious life is detachment, I don’t see how you’ll ever even move an inch. Detachment, buddy, and only detachment. Desirelessness. ‘Cessation from all hankerings.’ It’s this business of desiring, if you want to know the goddam truth, that makes an actor in the first place. Why’re you making me tell you things you already know? Somewhere along the line — in one damn incarnation or another, if you like — you not only had a hankering to be an actor or an actress but to be a good one. You’re stuck with it now. You can’t just walk out on the results of your own hankerings. Cause and effect, buddy, cause and effect. The only thing you can do now, the only religious thing you can do, is act. Act for God, if you want to — be God’s actress, if you want to. What could be prettier? You can at least try to, if you want to — there’s nothing wrong in trying.” There was a slight pause. “You’d better get busy, though, buddy. The goddam sands run out on you every time you turn around. I know what I’m talking about. You’re lucky if you get time to sneeze in this goddam phenomenal world.”
J.D. Salinger (1 januari 1919 – 28 januari 2010)
Zie voor de schrijvers van de 28e januari mijn vorige blog.