Book: Catch 22
Quotes of Book: Catch 22
When I was a kid, I used to walk around all day with crab apples in my cheeks. One in each cheek."
I threw the book down. It was impossible to read anything with a guy like Orr around you.
"Why?" I finally asked.
"Because they're better than horse chestnuts," he answered with a twinge of triumph in his voice.
"Why'd you walk around with crab apples in your cheeks? That's what I asked," I said, glaring at him.
He didn't notice, of course. He was still pacing around the room.
"When I couldn't get crab apples, I used horse chestnuts. They're about the same size and actually have a better shape, though the shape don't matter much. Who belongsa this?" He was holding the hunting knife from the mosquito-net bar by the dead man in our tent. That guy Orr'd pick up anything. I told him it was the dead man's. So he chucked it backwards, and it landed three inches away from the dead man's head. If Old Orr had better aim, it probably woulda killed the guy, if he weren't already dead.
"Why did you walk around with anything in your cheeks?" I was losing my patience now. You always lose your patience when you're talking with a guy like Orr.
"I didn't walk around with anything in my cheeks. I walked around with crab apples in my cheeks, and when I couldn't get crab apples I used horse chestnuts. In my cheeks. One in each cheek."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted… book-quoteHe loved her manner of sleepy acquiescence when they lay on the beach at dusk. He drew solace and sedation from her nearness. He had a craving to touch her always, to remain always in physical communication. He liked to encircle her ankle loosely with his fingers...to lightly and lovingly caress the downy skin of her fair, smooth thigh with the backs of his nails or dreamily, sensuously, almost unconsciously, slide his proprietary, respectful hand up the shell-like ridge of her spine......she was puzzled by the convulsive ecstasy men could take from {her body}, by the intense and amazing need they had merely to touch it, to reach out urgently and press it, squeeze it, rub it......It thrilled Nurse Duckett rapturously that Yossarian could not keep his hand off her when they were together.She loved to look at his wide, long, sinewy back with its bronzed, unblemished skin. She loved to bring him to flame instantly by taking his whole ear in her mouth suddenly and running her hand down his front all the way. She loved to make him burn and suffer till dark, then satisfy him. Then kiss him adoringly because she had brought him such bliss. book-quote