Now....Salinger. Deep waters are these gentlemen, deep waters.
Let me just say that in my personal opinion the key to understanding Salinger does not lie in his works. No. To me, it lies in the beautiful Breakfast of Champions by my beloved Vonnegut.
More precisely in the speech which Rabo Karabekian delivered in defence and explanation of the Temptation of St. Anthony. That's a painting. Let me quote this speech here real quick:
"I now give you my word of honor…that the picture your city owns shows everything about life which truly matters, with nothing left out. It is a picture of the awareness of every animal. It is the immaterial core of every animal—the “I am” to which all messages are sent. It is all that is alive in any of us—in a mouse, in a deer, in a cocktail waitress. It is unwavering and pure, no matter what preposterous adventure may befall us. A sacred picture of Saint Anthony alone is one vertical, unwavering band of light. If a cockroach were near him, or a cocktail waitress, the picture would show two such bands of light. Our awareness is all that is alive and maybe sacred in any of us. Everything else about us is dead machinery."
Now, this and a line that occurs quite regularly in the suttas of the Pali Canon, which goes like this:
"It is not easy, while living in a home, to lead the holy life utterly perfect and pure as a polished shell."
Holy life utterly perfect and pure as a polished shell.
Luminous beings are we gentlemen, luminous beings, not this crude matter! (thanks Master Yoda)
Well this is what Salinger searched for his entire life. This is what his work is all about. I think. And there is no search more noble than this, I am telling you.