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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, 10 months ago

ghost conflation archive/silicon-jest

[...] 'ghost conflation' problem for employees with identical names had been recognized as early as December 1984--thanks mainly to a hideous mess involving two separate Mary A. Taylors at the Southeast Regional Service Center in Atlanta--and Technical Branch programmers were already in the process…

—p.416 The Pale King §38 (412) by David Foster Wallace
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dare to achieve

[...] To the medicine cabinet's mirror in the home's bathroom, for instance, where he could not help but reread and internalize them as he tended to personal grooming, were taped inspiration mxims such as:

'NO BIRD SOARS TOO HIGH, IF HE SOARS WITH HIS OWN WINGS--BLAKE'

'IF WE ABDICATE OUR I…

—p.406 §36 (396) by David Foster Wallace
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imagining the second hand archive/silicon-jest

[...] He imagined that the clock's second hand possessed awareness and knew that it was a second hand and that its job was to go around and around inside a circle of numbers forever at the same slow unvarying machinelike rate, going no place it hadn't already been a million times before, and imagin…

—p.383 §33 (378) by David Foster Wallace
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continuing to fall and never hitting the floor

[...] He had the sensation of a great type of hole or emptiness falling through him and continuing to fall and never hitting the floor. Never before in his life up to now had he once thought of suicide. He was doing a return at the same time he fought with his mind, with the sin and affront of even…

—p.380 §33 (378) by David Foster Wallace
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a warm pretty beach with mellow surf archive/silicon-jest

Lane Dean Jr. [...] did two more returns, then another one, then flexed his buttocks and held to a count of ten and imagined a warm pretty beach with mellow surf as instructed in orientation the previous month. Then he did two more returns, checked the clock real quick, then two more, then bore dow…

—p.378 §33 (378) by David Foster Wallace