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David Foster Wallace byl americký spisovatel, autor románů, povídek a esejů, profesor angličtiny a tvůrčího psaní. Wallace se proslavil zejména románem z roku 1996 Infinite Jest . David Ulin, literární redaktor Los Angeles Times, napsal o Wallaceovi, že byl „jedním z nejvlivnějších a průkopnických spisovatelů za posledních 20 let“. Wallaceův poslední a nedokončený román The Pale King vyšel v roce 2011 a následující rok se zařadil mezi finalisty Pulitzerovy ceny za beletrii. V září roku 2012 vyšla Wallaceova biografie. V posledních deseti letech bylo také publikováno k jeho dílu množství kritické literatury. Wikipedia  

✵ 21. únor 1962 – 12. září 2008   •   Další jména دايفيد والاس
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“Good fiction’s job is to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.”

An Interview by Larry McCaffery
Essays
Varianta: I had a teacher I liked who used to say good fiction’s job was to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.

“There’s been time this whole time. You can’t kill time with your heart. Everything takes time.”

David Foster Wallace kniha Brief Interviews with Hideous Men

Zdroj: Brief Interviews with Hideous Men

“If, by the virtue of charity or the circumstance of desperation, you ever chance to spend a little time around a Substance-recovery halfway facility like Enfield MA’s state-funded Ennet House, you will acquire many exotic new facts…That certain persons simply will not like you no matter what you do. That sleeping can be a form of emotional escape and can with sustained effort be abused. That purposeful sleep-deprivation can also be an abusable escape. That you do not have to like a person in order to learn from him/her/it. That loneliness is not a function of solitude. That logical validity is not a guarantee of truth. That it takes effort to pay attention to any one stimulus for more than a few seconds. That boring activities become, perversely, much less boring if you concentrate intently on them. That if enough people in a silent room are drinking coffee it is possible to make out the sound of steam coming off the coffee. That sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place and, like, hurt. That you will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do. That there is such a thing as raw, unalloyed, agendaless kindness. That it is possible to fall asleep during an anxiety attack. That concentrating intently on anything is very hard work. That 99% of compulsive thinkers’ thinking is about themselves; that 99% of this self-directed thinking consists of imagining and then getting ready for things that are going to happen to them; and then, weirdly, that if they stop to think about it, that 100% of the things they spend 99% of their time and energy imagining and trying to prepare for all the contingencies and consequences of are never good. In short that 99% of the head’s thinking activity consists of trying to scare the everliving shit out of itself. That it is possible to make rather tasty poached eggs in a microwave oven. That some people’s moms never taught them to cover up or turn away when they sneeze. That the people to be the most frightened of are the people who are the most frightened. That it takes great personal courage to let yourself appear weak. That no single, individual moment is in and of itself unendurable. That other people can often see things about you that you yourself cannot see, even if those people are stupid. That having a lot of money does not immunize people from suffering or fear. That trying to dance sober is a whole different kettle of fish. That different people have radically different ideas of basic personal hygiene. That, perversely, it is often more fun to want something than to have it. That if you do something nice for somebody in secret, anonymously, without letting the person you did it for know it was you or anybody else know what it was you did or in any way or form trying to get credit for it, it’s almost its own form of intoxicating buzz. That anonymous generosity, too, can be abused. That it is permissible to want. That everybody is identical in their unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else. That this isn’t necessarily perverse. That there might not be angels, but there are people who might as well be angels.”

David Foster Wallace kniha Infinite Jest

Infinite Jest (1996)

“Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.”

David Foster Wallace kniha Infinite Jest

Varianta: That everyone is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else. That this isn't necessarily perverse.
Zdroj: Infinite Jest (1996)

“The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over, in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day.”

Essays
Zdroj: Kenyon College Commencement Speech, April 21, 2005, published as This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life.

“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.”

David Foster Wallace kniha The Pale King

Zdroj: The Pale King (2011)

“I felt despair. The word’s overused and banalified now, despair, but it’s a serious word, and I’m using it seriously.”

David Foster Wallace kniha A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again

A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again
Essays
Kontext: I felt despair. The word’s overused and banalified now, despair, but it’s a serious word, and I’m using it seriously. For me it denotes a simple admixture — a weird yearning for death combined with a crushing sense of my own smallness and futility that presents as a fear of death. It’s maybe close to what people call dread or angst. But it’s not these things, quite. It’s more like wanting to die in order to escape the unbearable feeling of becoming aware that I’m small and weak and selfish and going without any doubt at all to die. It’s wanting to jump overboard.

“In Caesars Palace is America conceived as a new kind of Rome: conqueror of its own people. An empire of self.”

David Foster Wallace kniha Consider the Lobster

Big Red Son, p. 9
Consider the Lobster (2007)
Kontext: Nor let us forget Vegas's synecdoche and beating heart. It's kitty-corner from Bally's: Caesar's Palace. The granddaddy. As big as 20 walmarts end to end. Real marble and fake marble, carpeting you can pass out on without contusion, 130,000 square feet of casion alone. Domed ceilings, clerestories, barrel vaults. In Caesars Palace is America conceived as a new kind of Rome: conqueror of its own people. An empire of self.