Welcome to Bookmarker!

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

Source code on GitHub (MIT license).

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strangers feel free to e-mail

Strangers feel free to e-mail:

Nobody knew you before your husband took his life.

—p.74 Bough Down by Karen Green
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the concept of credit in Westward

[...] For Wallace, his 1980s generation may have inherited plenty of spending power from their parents, but again, in the realm of moral values, the children have been left with "an inheritance of absolutely nothing," with useless credit. [...] "Westward" places "credit," a term of finance, in the …

—p.84 David Foster Wallace's Balancing Books: Fictions of Value New Deals (62) by Jeffrey Severs
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1980s east/west competition

[...] Watching an episode of Hawaii Five-0 leads J.D. to posit that the popular TV story of "white guys flying around in helicopters restoring order to his oriental island" reflects American anxiety over the Vietnam War (GCH 318). That is Wallace's invitation to read his novella--and its awkward …

—p.77 New Deals (62) by Jeffrey Severs
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beauty has never enslaved anyone

[...] The lesson he finds in beauty, if he draws it fairly, is a lesson not of selfishness but rather of hard brotherhood. Looked upon thus, beauty has never enslaved anyone. And for thousands of years, every day, at every second, it has instead assuaged the servitude of millions of men and, occasi…

—p.267 Resistance, Rebellion and Death: Essays Create Dangerously (249) by Albert Camus
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art is a revolt

[...] Art, in a sense, is a revolt against everything fleeting and unfinished in the world. Consequently, its only own is to give another form to a reality that it is nevertheless forced to preserve as the source of its emotion. In this regard, we are all realistic and no one is. Art is neither com…

—p.264 Create Dangerously (249) by Albert Camus