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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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7 years, 6 months ago

cattle and capital

[...] the drug's use of "cattle-endocrine derivative" (B 149) suggests, via the etymological links between cattle and capital the making of humans themselves into pliable capital.

—p.41 David Foster Wallace's Balancing Books: Fictions of Value Come to Work (33) by Jeffrey Severs
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7 years, 6 months ago

what was so sad about the cruise

Is that the great lie of the cruise is that enough pleasure and enough pampering will quiet this discontented part of you. When in fact, all it does is up the requirement. That's the sort of thing that it's about. And yeah, my little corner of that experience, some of this had to do with the writin…

—p.255 Although of Course You End Up Becoming Yourself: A Road Trip with David Foster Wallace by David Foster Wallace
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7 years, 6 months ago

smarter than everybody else

[...] I really had this problem of thinking I was smarter than everybody else. [...] And I think if you're writing out of a place where you think that you're smarter than everybody else, you're either condescending to the reader, or talking down to 'im, or playing games, or you think the point is t…

—p.214 by David Foster Wallace
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part of the villain in all of us project/kill-your-heroes

[...] Pauline Kael has this great thesis about, what's terribly pernicious about a lot of movies, is that they make the bad guys wholly unlike you. They turn them into cartoons. That you can feel superior to. Instead of making you realize that there's part of the villain in all of us. [...]

—p.163 by David Lipsky
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empty and miserable

[...] I'm talking about the number of privileged, highly intelligent, motivated career-track people that I know, from my high school or college, who are, if you look into their eyes, empty and miserable. You know? And who don't believe in politics, and don't believe in religion. And believe that …

—p.160 by David Foster Wallace