A sort of irony can be found in the fact that something that he devoted all his "waking and sleeping thoughts" to could turn out so foolish and ridiculous. ... His uncle's late arrival home also added to the narrator's feelings of suffering. ...
A good example of that is when he comes back to his home after a concert, he feels a "loathing of respectable beds, of common food; a shuddering repulsion for the flavorless, colorless mass of everyday existence." ... He describes his house as containing "his ugly sleeping chamber; the cold bathroom with the grimy zinc tub, the cracked mirror, the dripping spigots" (Cather, 216), but when we switch to a third-person narrator, we discover that he lives in a honourable middle-class neighbourhood, on "a highly respectable street, where businessmen of moderate means begot and reared large families...
After flunking out of Pency Prep, his last school, Holden takes the reader on an adventure as he returns home to New York for search of peace and completeness. ... Also, Holden illustrates his surrender to the adulthood when he finds himself sleeping in a subway packed with people (pg 194, Salinger). ... Holden best exemplifies this trust when he almost calls home to her to help heel his pain of loneliness. ...
The fact that something yellow is about to bulldoze his home and his planet is a very good example of an oxymoron. ... You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; Wet it for use in hand-to-hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatte...