"What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though. I wouldn't mind calling this Isak Dinesen up. And Ring Lardner, except that D.B. told me he's dead."
Och nu är J.D. Salinger där också, där med Ring Lardner.
Inte för att det gick att ringa honom ens innan han dog, men ändå.
It makes me feel sad as hell, though. It really does.