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David Foster Wallace and Chicago: My look back

This is going to be a stupidly indulgent post. But I hope you’ll read it in the spirit of trying to find out why David Foster Wallace – someone I have mixed feelings toward, but an ambient, unceasing attachment – could matter so much to me during my 6+ years in Chicago. 1,917 more words

poised to charge and stave

“It’s fourth down, obviously. Thousands of kilos of padded meat assume four-point stances and chuff at each other, poised to charge and stave.”

— David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

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cliquey alliance and exclusion and gossip

“That cliquey alliance and exclusion and gossip can be forms of escape. That logical validity is not a guarantee of truth. That evil people never believe they are evil, but rather that everyone else is evil. 17 more words

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patience, tolerance, self-discipline, restraint

“Pat M. encourages newer Staff to think of residents they’d like to bludgeon to death as valuable teachers of patience, tolerance, self-discipline, restraint.”

— David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

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shard-studded columns of chill

“Poor Tony had once had the hubris to fancy he’d had occasion really to shiver, ever, before. But he had never truly really shivered until time’s cadences— jagged and cold and smelling oddly of deodorant— entered his body via several openings— cold the way only damp cold is cold— the phrase he’d had the gall to have imagined he understood was the phrase chilled to the bone— shard-studded columns of chill entering to fill his bones with ground glass, and he could hear his joints’ glassy crunch with every slightest shift of hunched position, time ambient and in the air and entering and exiting at will, coldly;”

— David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

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The Pale King

I have no problem quitting books I’m not interested in (see If on a winter’s night a traveler) and I’ve pushed myself to finish books I really didn’t want to (see  350 more words

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gotten re-enslaved

“That nobody who’s ever gotten sufficiently addictively enslaved by a Substance to need to quit the Substance and has successfully quit it for a while and been straight and but then has for whatever reason gone back and picked up the Substance again has ever reported being glad that they did it, used the Substance again and gotten re-enslaved; not ever.”

— David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

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