“Mary had a little lamb, its fleece electrostatic / And everywhere Mary went, the lights became erratic.”
― David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest
SO. F*CKING. LONG. DAVID.
GODDAMMITT. Just read the first 200 pages, when I realized, I didn’t have any idea what the book tell about. Thy mercy, O LORD, help me. Continue reading “Infinite Jest (David Foster Wallace)”