Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.
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David Foster Wallace
David Foster Wallace (February 21, 1962 – September 12, 2008) was an American novelist, short story writer, and essayist, as well as an instructor of English and creative writing. Wallace's 1996 novel Infinite Jest was cited by Time magazine as one of the 100 best English-language novels from 1923 to 2005. Wallace's last, unfinished novel, The Pale King, was published in 2011 and was a finalist for the 2012 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction. A biography of Wallace was published in September 2012, and an extensive critical literature on his work has developed in the past decade. Los Angeles Times book editor David Ulin has called Wallace "one of the most influential and innovative writers of the last 20 years". 2Work 3Career Wallace's first novel, The Broom of the System (1987), garnered national attention and critical praise. Caryn James of the New York Times called it a successful "manic, human, flawed extravaganza", "emerging straight from the excessive tradition of Stanley Elkin's Franchiser, Thomas Pynchon's V., John Irving's World According to Garp". In 1991 he began teaching literature as an adjunct professor at Emerson College in Boston. The next year, at the suggestion of colleague and supporter Steven Moore, Wallace obtained a position in the English department at Illinois State University. He had begun work on his second novel, Infinite Jest, in 1991, and submitted a draft to his editor in December 199
Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.’
You can be shaped, or you can be broken. There is not much in between. Try to learn. Be coachable. Try to learn from everybody, especially those who fail.
It’s weird to feel like you miss someone you’re not even sure you know.
I’m so scared of dying without ever being really seen. Can you understand?
Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.
My life is unmanageable and I’d like to share it with you.
I am not what you see and hear.
You are what you love. No? You are, completely and only, what you would die for without, as you say, the thinking twice.
Sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place and hurt.
I’m so scared of dying without ever being really seen. Can you understand?
It's weird to feel like you miss someone you're not even sure you know.
...it takes great personal courage to let yourself appear weak.
My life is unmanageable and I’d like to share it with you.
The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.
Almost nothing important that ever happens to you happens because you engineer it. Destiny has no beeper; destiny always leans trenchcoated out of an alley with some sort of 'psst' that you usually can't even hear because you're in such a rush to or from something important you've tried to engineer.
The familiar panic at feeling misperceived is rising, and my chest bumps and thuds. I expend energy on remaining utterly silent in my chair, empty, my eyes two great pale zeros. People have promised to get me through this.
A good muddy juice fills Joelle’s mouth with spit that’s as good as the juice, and her linen veil is drying and beginning once again comfortingly to flutter with her breath, and, perched alone and glanced at covertly by persons who don’t know they know her voice, she feels the desire to raise the…
Almost always gotten on impulse, tattoos are vividly, chillingly permanent.
Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.