J.D. Salinger

Not a wasteland, but a great inverted forest
with all the foliage underground.

The little girl on the plane
Who turned her dolls head around
To look at me.

Franny was staring at the little blotch of sunshine with a special intensity, as if she were considering lying down in it.

Some people you shouldn't kid, even if they deserve it.

-J.D. Salinger, excerpts