Franny and Zooey

This book is edible and makes me seriously giddy. I chuckle and snicker by myself over the words spoken by both Franny, Zooey and their beloved, hovering, anxious mother. There are times when I pull the book up to my heart and delightfully sigh, “ah, gee wiz”.

JD Salinger is a marvelous writer. Even his book dedication in Franny and Zooey strikes a giddy chord in me as it reads,

“As nearly as possible in the spirit of Matthew Slinger, age one, urging a luncheon companion to accept a cool lima bean, I urge my editor, mentor and (heaven help him) closest friend, William Shawn, genius domus of The New Yorker, lover of the long shot, protector of the unprolific, defender of the hopelessly flamboyant, most unreasonably modest of born great artist-editors, to accept this pretty skimpy-looking book.”

Self-deprecating, yes, but cleverly endearing, robustly yes.

Some other quotes that I actually like even though they’re extracted from wiki wiki are the following:

Franny: It’s everybody, I mean. Everything everybody does is so — I don’t know — not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid necessarily. But just so tiny and meaningless and — sad-making. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you’re conforming just as much only in a different way.

Zooey: The religious life, and all the agony that goes with it, is just something God sics on people who have the gall to accuse Him of having created an ugly world.

You still can’t love a Jesus as much as you’d like to who did and said a couple of things he was at least reported to have said or done — and you know it. You’re constitutionally unable to love or understand any son of God who throws tables around. And you’re constitutionally unable to love or understand any son of God who says a human being, any human being — even a Professor Tupper — is more valuable to God than any soft, helpless Easter chick.

Jesus knew — knew — that we’re carrying the Kingdom of Heaven around with us,inside, where we’re all too goddam stupid and sentimental and unimaginative to look. You have to be a son of God to know that kind of stuff.


That’s all. There are soo many other great quotes that I don’t have the time to search and find, but regardless sometime, when you’re feeling like a smart ass or dramatically wavering in life, pick this mother up…and gid with me. 



Filed under giggs&chucks, literature

3 responses to “Franny and Zooey

  1. shannon p.

    I used to have a fantasy of being a rock star. In it I would sing and then throw out boxes of this book into the audience.

  2. Emilee

    Sounds delightful, I’m going to be on the lookout.

  3. @shannon you should totally re-create this for reality….i’ll help. and, i’m positive hollsbolls would be all over this as well–back up vocalist, possibly…it can be a night of all our childhood fantasies actualized.
    @emilee, let me know when you find it. you and andrew should read it aloud to each other. loves..

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