In 1937, JD Salinger was a student at Ursinus College and fellow students remember him striding around campus in a black chesterfield with velvet collar and announcing that he was going to write the Great American Novel.
Arguably, he has.
And then he wanted to move on. But the world didn't want that and incessantly probed his quest for solitude and silence. They call him the American Tolstoy.
Quest for fame, fortune and recognition; everybody gets and it is, to an extent, not interesting.
To seek anonymity, not as a passive aggressive ironic way of getting more attention but a real sincere wish to be left alone and not recognized, that's too strange and hence much too interesting to respect.
Bliss of eternal silence.
"It's funny. All you have to do is say something nobody understands and they'll do practically anything you want them to. "
-- The Catcher in the Rye
J.D.Salinger. RIP.
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