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This is a personal project by @dellsystem. I built this to help me retain information from the books I'm reading.

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2 years, 11 months ago

she was its sole author

Her fourth thought was terrible: she’d killed the baby he’d fathered. Not once in three months had it occurred to her that she might have to mention this to him. She wondered if she should do it right away. Their entire history was coiled up tightly in her head. If she let it out, it might oblitera…

—p.509 Crossroads by Jonathan Franzen
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he was tasting only toilet paper

He jumped up and down to warm himself, he did deep knee bends until he couldn’t breathe, and then, clumsily, with stiffened fingers, he got a canister open and conveyed the saturated wads of toilet paper to his gums.

Though malign and sickening, the boost was a boost. Though everything was inver…

—p.499 by Jonathan Franzen
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2 years, 11 months ago

he’d knocked it over on the floor

Wiping his ass in a cramped Navajo bathroom stall, shackled by dropped trousers and distracted by the flashes of a thousand splinters, by the choking engorgement of his carotid, he forgot to be mindful of his canister’s whereabouts. As soon as he remembered, he confidently foresaw that he’d capped …

—p.488 by Jonathan Franzen
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2 years, 11 months ago

God was very, very wrathful

[...] How did an all-seeing Entity end up on a toilet seat without knowing how he’d gotten there? Casting his mind’s eye back over the preceding moments, he encountered an occlusion. The speck of dark matter now seemed larger; could, indeed, no longer be referred to as a speck; was perhaps better d…

—p.488 by Jonathan Franzen
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2 years, 11 months ago

among Perry’s options

Among Perry’s options were strangling Larry (an idea appealing in the moment but fraught with sequelae); boldly rising to announce that he was gassy again and going to the lounge (here the virtue was consistency of story, the drawback that Larry might insist on keeping him company); and simply wait…

—p.480 by Jonathan Franzen