The Great Gatsby' [...] Was My 'tom

I Knew It Wasn't Too Important, But It Made Me Sad Anyway.

All Morons Hate It When You Call Them A Moron.

Sleep Tight, Ya Morons!

Sensitive. That Killed Me. That Guy Morrow Was About As Sensitive As A Toilet Seat.

I Don't Hate Too Many Guys. What I May Do, I May Hate Them For A Little While, Like This Guy Stradlater I Knew At Pencey, And This Other Boy, Robert Ackley. I Hate Them Once In A While—i Admit It—but It Doesn't Last Too Long, Is What I Mean. After A While, If I Didn't See Them, If They Didn't Come In The Room, Or If I Didn't See Them In The Dining Room For A Couple Of Meals, I Sort Of Missed Them. I Mean I Sort Of Missed Them.