Quotes from David Foster Wallace

Certain things not only can't be taught but can be retarded by other stuff that can be taught.

The medical attache partakes of neither kif nor distilled spirits, and must unwind without chemical aid.

Enduring tedium over real time in a confined space is what real courage is. Such endurance is, as it happens, the distillate of what is, today, in this world neither I nor you have made, heroism.

It's worse in Philly!

That old cartridge, Nichols and the big Indian. Distortion. They give you a general here right? They put you under. It's not that bad. I'll go willingly.

with a big color Xerox of M. Hamilton as Oz's West Witch on the door and custom fiber-wiring for a tri-modem TP console.

There's sun on the wall with the hanging viewer and poster of the paranoid king and an enormous hand-drawn Sierpinski gasket.

How much must a person want out, to put his head in a microwave oven? A dim woman all the kids had known of in Boaz had put her cat in a microwave to dry it after a tick-bath and set the oven just on Defrost and the cat ended up all over the woman's kitchen's walls. How would you rig the thing so it would activate with the door open? Is there just some sort of refrigerator-light button you could hold down and secure with tape? Would the tape melt?

Nosotros, turistas, podemos disfrutar de nuestros sentimientos a favor de los derechos animales con las barrigas llenas de tocino.

I tossici non hanno relazioni, prendono ostaggi

For some reason I was reluctant to ask anybody what had happened. I hate being the person who always doesn't know what's going on and has to ask somebody; it always seems like everybody else knows what's going on. This is a clear low-status marker, and I resisted it.

She was the kind of fatally pretty and nubile wraithlike figure who glides through the sweaty junior-high corridors of every nocturnal emitter's dreamscape

right before he'd mailed her child an expensive toy and then had his phone number changed, he'd awakened from a night of horror-show

together, right before he'd

Ndiawar is bent to an open drawer. 'Your new art therapy person,' he says to Yang. Yang looks Day in the eye. 'Look, man' he says. 'I rotate three-dimension objects. Mentally.

Troeltsch's so dumb he thinks a manila folder's a Filipino contortionist.

Le domande più brutali sono quelle che ti costringono a mentire

and sipping hazelnut espresso and watching, on the cartridge-viewing system that occupied half the

A large head is all The Darkness knows.

But facing a dragon does not mean swaggering up to it unarmed and insulting its mom.

live in an era of terrible preoccupation with presentation and interpretation, one in which the relations between who someone is and what he believes and how he "expresses himself" 70 have been thrown into big-time flux.

I am saying in order to masturbate successfully, the scene required rational logic by which copulation with this exercising woman is plausible in the public of the State Exercise Facility. I was responsible to this logic.

These guys are always 25–30 and look 45–60 and are a better ad for sobriety at any cost than any ad agency could come up with.

No, she simply felt - at times, mind you, not all the time, but at sharp and distinctive intuitive moments - as if she had no real existence, except for what she said and did and perceived and et cetera, and that these were, it seemed at such times, not really under her control. There was nothing pure.