“I don't want you to get the idea she was a goddamn icicle or something, just because we never necked or horsed around much. She wasn't. I held hands with her all the time, for instance. That doesn't sound like much, I realize, but she was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddamn hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they'd bore you or something. Jane was different. [...] You never even worried with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were.” RomanceAffectionGentlenessHolding HandsP 79 Book:THE CATCHER IN THE RYE Source: THE CATCHER IN THE RYE