“The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobody’d move. You could go there a hundred times and that eskimo would still be just finished catching those two fish, the birds would still be on their way south, the deers would still be drinking out of that water hole, with their pretty antlers and their pretty skinny legs, and that squaw with the naked bosom would still be weaving that same blanket. Nobody’d be different. The only thing that would be different would be you.”
Excerpt from ‘The catcher in the Rye’ by J.D.Salinger
