The Catcher in the Rye is a classic novel narrated by Holden Caulfield, a depressed and lonely teenager who shuns the world of adults and all its phoniness, and dreams of catching children from falling off a cliff. Holden has a very cynical outlook on other people and is constantly wondering if there exists a place in which he can truly feel a part of. Practically the only person in the entire novel that he is able to communicate with is his little sister, Phoebe. He had a younger brother named Allie who died of leukemia a few years prior to the narration who he thinks the world of. Its obvious that his mental state and overall outlook on life has been largely shaped by his brother's death.
This novel is so deep and realistic that I lack the ability to properly do it justice. When you finish reading this masterpiece you'll wish that old Salinger was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up whenever you like. It's one of the few things that I can think of that I get a big kick out of. People who don't like this book depress the hell out of me. They really do.
Phony- Are you serious?! That book is so lame. It's just about a whiny, emo kid!