David Foster Wallace quotes mostly

Choose your attachments carefully. Choose your temple of fanaticism with great care. What you wish to sing of as tragic love is an attachment not carefully chosen.

Mary had a little lamb, its fleece electrostatic.
And everywhere that Mary went, the lights became erratic.
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She was slatternly and exuded pheromones apparently attractive only to bacteria; she had a fatal taste for: (1) polyester; (2) pantsuits; (3) lime green

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poor old Fenton’s dysfunctional brain emitted positrons in a whole different topography than your average hale and hearty nondelusional God-fearing Albertan’s brain

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A pathology resident falls in love with a beautiful cadaver and the paralyzed sister she died rescuing from the attack of an oversized feral infant.

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The dealers down where I buy it…make you call it Bob Hope…you’re supposed to ask if Bob is in town. If they have some they say “Hope springs eternal”

(she) was severely thin, thin in a way that suggested not delicacy but a kind of stinginess about how much of herself she’d extend to the space around her

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"Under what presidential administration was this room last deep-cleaned,” I'm standing here prompted to fucking muse out loud

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the very tips of the fingers, here, the most sensitive parts, the parts bathed in warm oil, the whorled pads, I feel them singing with nerves and blood

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SHOWBIZ holy F 🤟

an odd hot euphoria that made me walk with the water-jointed jaunt of the person who truly does not give a shit one way or the other

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- and I decline to be part of this, even as witness -

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Good old aural telephone calls could be fielded without makeup, toupee, surgical prostheses, etc. Even without clothes, if that sort of thing rattled your saber.

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#golf Billiards on a big table, Jim. A bodiless game of spasmodic flailing and flying sod. A quote unquote sport. Anal rage and checkered berets.

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I like my heroes virtuous and my victims pathetic

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Poor Vlad the Impaler. All he ever wanted was a mirror and some food and a dish to go to the bathroom in.

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I have (very briefly) joined a Conga Line.

I have seen a woman in silver lamé projectile-vomit across a glass elevator in a way that defied both physics and decorum.

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The illegally buxom and tall Glory Joy duBoise...eyes like geometry and a all-around bodily form of high allure and near-religious implication

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She was the kind of fatally pretty and nubile wraithlike figure who glides through the sweaty junior high corridors of every nocturnal emitter's dreamscape

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while I, sedated, will have slept like a graven image

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Evangelical, just like Jimmy Carter's sister, who, if I remember it correctly, was going around performing freelance exorcisms

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Joey Joey Jo Jo come back!

"Under what presidential administration was this room last deep-cleaned, I'm standing here prompted to fucking muse out loud"

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Every floral unit on the grounds has its pistil aprick and petals atremble in a truly shameless fashion, for the bees are about

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in heavy seas you feel rocked to sleep, with the windows' spume a gentle shushing, the engine's throb a mother's pulse

in heavy seas you feel rocked to sleep, with the windows' spume a gentle shushing, the engine's throb a mother's pulse #davidfosterwallace