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  • #1
    David Foster Wallace
    “I am concentrating docilely on the question why U.S. restrooms always appear to us as infirmaries for public distress, the place to reagain control.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #2
    David Foster Wallace
    “The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.”
    David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

  • #3
    Anita Diamant
    “If you want to understand any woman you must first ask about her mother and then listen carefully. Stories about food show a strong connection. Wistful silences demonstrate unfinished business. The more a daughter knows about the details of her mother's life - without flinching or whining - the stronger the daughter.”
    Anita Diamant, The Red Tent

  • #4
    Barbara Kingsolver
    “Listen. To live is to be marked. To live is to change, to acquire the words of a story, and that is the only celebration we mortals really know. In perfect stillness, frankly, I've only found sorrow.”
    Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible

  • #5
    Barbara Kingsolver
    “Listen. Slide the weight from your shoulders and move forward. You are afraid you might forget, but you never will. You will forgive and remember.”
    Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible

  • #6
    Chuck Klosterman
    “Women intrinsically understand human dynamics, and that makes them unstoppable. Unfortunately, the average man is less adroit at fostering such rivalries, which is why most men remain average; males are better at hating things that can't hate them back (e.g., lawnmowers, cats, the Denver Broncos, et cetera). They don't see the big picture.”
    Chuck Klosterman, Chuck Klosterman IV: A Decade of Curious People and Dangerous Ideas

  • #7
    Chuck Klosterman
    “In and of itself, nothing really matters. What matters is that nothing is ever in and of itself.”
    Chuck Klosterman, Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto

  • #8
    Chuck Klosterman
    “But whenever I meet dynamic, nonretarded Americans, I notice that they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living. And someone needs to take the fall for this. So instead of blaming no one for this (which is kind of cowardly) or blaming everyone (which is kind of meaningless), I'm going to blame John Cusack.”
    Chuck Klosterman, Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto

  • #9
    Chuck Klosterman
    “Important things are inevitably cliche, but nobody wants to admit that.”
    Chuck Klosterman, Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto

  • #10
    Chuck Klosterman
    “Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you.”
    Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story

  • #11
    Chuck Klosterman
    “It's far easier to write why something is terrible than why it's good. If you're reviewing a film and you decide "This is a movie I don't like," basically you can take every element of the film and find the obvious flaw, or argue that it seems ridiculous, or like a parody of itself, or that it's not as good as something similar that was done in a previous film. What's hard to do is describe why you like something. Because ultimately, the reason things move people is very amorphous. You can be cerebral about things you hate, but most of the things you like tend to be very emotive.”
    Chuck Klosterman

  • #12
    Czesław Miłosz
    “The purpose of poetry is to remind us
    how difficult it is to remain just one person,
    for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors,
    and invisible guests come in and out at will.”
    Czeslaw Milosz

  • #13
    Sylvia Plath
    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #14
    Sylvia Plath
    “I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #15
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #16
    Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first person who was ever confused
    “Among other things, you'll find that you're not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You're by no means alone on that score, you'll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You'll learn from them—if you want to. Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It's a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn't education. It's history. It's poetry.”
    J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye



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