Somebody I could respect…

Jul 17, 2014 | Prose Porn, Things I wish I'd written

She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had dust on her fingers from touching the light bulbs.

…from Franny and Zooey, by that musty old curmudgeon, J.D. Salinger, who proved that one can only say things like the following when writing them in a novel:

I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.