The Catcher in the Rye

by J.D.Salinger


Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

O piscu i delu

The Catcher in the Rye 

Chapter 26 


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    To je sve što sam hteo da ispričam.     THAT’S ALL I'm going to tell about.
    Mogao bih možda da vam pričam šta sam radio kad sam stigao kući, i kako sam se razboleo i ostalo, i u koju školu treba da krenem najesen, kada izađem odavde, ali nisam raspoložen za to. Najozbiljnije. Sve me to ne zanima baš mnogo u ovom trenutku.     I could probably tell you what I did after I went home, and how I got sick and all, and what school I'm supposed to go to next fall, after I get out of here, but I don't feel like it. I really don't. That stuff doesn't interest me too much right now.
    Mnogi me stalno pitaju, pogotovo taj psihoanalitičar odavde, da li ću da se posvetim učenju kad se idućeg septembra vratim u školu. To je, po meni, baš glupo pitanje. Mislim, otkud znaš šta ćeš da uradiš dok to ne vratiš?     A lot of people, especially this one psychoanalyst guy they have here, keeps asking me if I'm going apply myself when I go back to school next September. It's such a stupid question, in my opinion. I mean how do you know what you're going to do till you do it?
    Odgovor je - ne znaš. Ja verujem da hoću, ali otkud znam? Baš glupo pitanje, zaista.     The answer is, you don't. I think I am, but how do I know? I swear it's a stupid question.
    D.B. nije tako loš kao ostali, ali i on mi stalno postavlja gomilu nekih pitanja. Dovezao se ovamo prošle subote s tom engleskom glumicom koja igra u nekom novom filmu za koji on piše scenario. Prilično se prenemaže, ta glumica, ali mnogo dobro izgleda.     D.B. isn't as bad as the rest of them, but he keeps asking me a lot of questions, too. He drove over last Saturday with this English babe that's in this new picture he's writing. She was pretty affected, but very good-looking.
    Sve u svemu, kad je jednom otišla u toalet, čak u drugo krilo zgrade, D.B. me pitao šta mislim o svemu tome što sam vam ispričao. Nisam znao šta, kog đavola, da mu kažem. Ako baš hoćete da znate, ja i ne znam šta da mislim o tome.     Anyway, one time when she went to the ladies' room way the hell down in the other wing D.B. asked me what I thought about all this stuff I just finished telling you about. I didn't know what the hell to say. If you want to know the truth, I don't know what I think about it.
    Žao mi je što sam tolikim ljudima pričao sve to. Znam samo da mi nekako nedostaju svi o kojima sam pričao. Čak i stari Stredleter i Ekli, na primer. Mislim da mi čak nedostaje i onaj prokleti Moris. Čudno je to. Nemojte nikad nikome ništa da pričate. Ako to uradite, odmah će početi da vam nedostaju, svi oni.     I'm sorry I told so many people about it. About all I know is, I sort of miss everybody I told about. Even old Stradlater and Ackley, for instance. I think I even miss that goddam Maurice. It's funny. Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.


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