what is opportunity to a man who can't use it.

because it seemed too simple to accept that life was an act of faith.

‘Hi little girl,what's your name?
’I have no name because all people see in me is a bag for pilling up their dirt and I'm left to carry their burden by myself 'said the sad little girl

Today's person spends way more time in front of screens, in florescent lit rooms, in cubicles being on one end of the other of an electronic data transfer . . . What is it to be human and alive and exercise your humanity in that kind of exchange?

Written By David Foster Wallace

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