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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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our way of life that used to seem so durable inspo/anti-capitalism

Now we know what we’ve done. Or we should. The fuel-burning binge (and the beef-eating binge, and the forest-clearing binge) we’ve been on for the past 150 years, and especially the last 60, and increasingly and accelerantly, has brought into view the most dangerous threat in the brief history of o…

—p.141 Happiness: Ten Years of n+1 An Interruption (140) by Chad Harbach
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this story changed my life

“I used to be a student here at Stanford,” the screenwriter began. “Right here. I used to study computer programming. I used to work all night in the computer cluster next door. Then I took a creative writing class to learn how to write stories. There, my teacher assigned Isaac Babel’s story ‘My Fi…

—p.130 Babel in California (83) by Elif Batuman
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I think it’s useful in telecommunications work

I told her about my freshman advisor, a middle-aged British woman with a kind, weary demeanor, who worked in the telecommunications office and had never once known the answer to a single question I had asked.

“The telecommunications office?” Anna repeated.

I nodded. “I would see her when I we…

—p.115 Babel in California (83) by Elif Batuman
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I tried to say “Lambert” to sound like “Lempert”

We drove by another billboard: “Ted Lempert for State Senate.”

“Ted Lempert,” Lidiya mused, then turned to me. “Who is this Ted Lempert?”

I said that I didn’t know, but that I thought he wanted to be a senator.

“Hmm,” she said. “Lempert. I knew a Lempert once—an artist. His name was Vladim…

—p.111 Babel in California (83) by Elif Batuman
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the exotic custom of an unknown people

In this way I managed to get locked in the archive; I was sitting at my carrel and lost track of time, and suddenly all the lights went out. When I got up, I realized that the entire library was not only dark but also deserted and locked. I banged on the locked doors for a while with no result, the…

—p.96 Babel in California (83) by Elif Batuman