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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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one Subject is never enough project/rink-story

(This is why, maybe, one Subject is never enough, why hand after hand must descend to pull him back from the endless fall. For were there for him just one, now, special and only, the One would be not he or she but what was between them, the obliterating trinity of You and I into We. Orin felt that …

—p.566 Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
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the place is haunted project/panopticon project/rink-story

The sound of the tumblers in the locks of your apartment door puts you in mind of dungeons. The place is haunted. Just this morning you found a makeup brush beside the toilet. Memories lurk like dustballs at the backs of drawers. The stereo is a special model that plays only music fraught with poig…

—p.37 Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney
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writing by an open window in his studio apartment project/secret-life

[...] those two years of graduate school, of writing workshops and literature classes, had been the happiest of his life. He’d hauled boxes for a moving company, read two books a week, and begun the novel that Athena and some others, too, had liked. Alone by choice on Saturday nights, writing by an…

—p.309 The Candy House by Jennifer Egan
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how to explain the enthrallment of living it? topic/love

I’m aware that, in the telling, my love affair with Janna is hopelessly clichéd—its components so familiar from life, or Lifetime TV, that it could be written out mathematically. How to explain the enthrallment of living it? My family and work —so long the crux of everything I did—became thin topsoi…

—p.54 by Jennifer Egan
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it’s not like the magazines project/valet-story

Josephine’s apple pie arrived, and she heaped a bite with ice cream and ate vigorously. Her jaws flexed under her wide cheekbones. “You remember,” she began, speaking slowly, “how we used to imagine being rich? Do you remember that?”

Lucy nodded. She sensed from Josephine’s tone that this was a …

—p.158 Emerald City Letter to Josephine (147) by Jennifer Egan