The Catcher in the Rye

When we first hear Holden's favorite quote it was in Chapter 16 when he heard the little child singing "If a body catch a body coming through the rye", the little kid was not side by side with his parents but straggling off in his own way balancing of the sidewalk. The second time it comes up is when Phoebe asks him what he wants to do in life. He tells her he pictures a field of rye with a bunch of children running around playing on a cliff. He said if they would fall off he would catch them and keep them from falling off the cliff. Phoebe later corrects him a says that the quote is "if a body meet a body". When Holden refers to catching the children he means protecting them from adulthood and realizing the truth of this so traditional world. He wants to keep them pure and protected from growing up because he didn't want to grow up. He didn't want them to face his fears, his fears of phonies, flitties, pimplies, and simply the bastards. Everything he thinks that is corrupt or wrong is what he is catching them from.

Quote

"I thought about how she'd see the same stuff I used to see, and how she'd be different every time she saw it".

This quote says that every time you go to see something, you change, no matter if you go tomorrow or go again that same day you've changed. And maybe it's the phonies who don't change, who don't realize that they do change. I think it really hits home when Holden realizes that the last time he was at the museum he was a child. Now he is an adult so to speak. The more you mature the different opinions you have. Sometime in this book he went to go see his sister and found out she was at the museum than realized it was Sunday. He went to the museum any way. He did not go in, I believe it is because he didn't want to ruin his childhood memories with his mature "adult" mind. He wants to remember this museum the way he left it. He wants to keep the happy memories as a child going to the museum. He means in this quote that he sees her how he saw himself at the museum that he was different and now she would be too.

First Wedding of My Own

You can only make out of it,
what you get.
Who are these people?
What's going to happen,
to me?
A wedding after another...
here comes one
I can finally call my own.
From that familiar hum from childhood
to a new dress for that
specific occasion.
From a picture I drew as a child,
I never knew that would come true. 
Sitting in patience, happy,
excited.
we are coming to my favorite part
I couldn't wait...
I can remember the excitment
of getting some of that decorated cake.
White and tall, haunting as I walk by.
I'm not allowed to have chocolate,
Besides, I want to keep my dress white.
Looking in the back
at what was supposed to be the front,
behind the so called dance floor.
I wonder?
Why can't I join my family
at that long white table in the front?
Six chairs in there she sat,
she looked gorgeous in that white
long-sleeved ballgown.   
Her and my future father.
There they sat,
enjoying themselves, while I sat
with my new family.
As young as I was,
I don't think I knew the meaning of marrge.
The meaning of getting married or being married.
The moment she walked down the aisle, that kiss,
that dance.
The first half-brother,
first step uncle.
I still don't understand.
All I knew I knew I had a new life,
a new uncle, new grandparents.
Everything was new.
A happy new life,
You can only make out of it,
what you get.