Molly Notkin often confides on the phone to Joelle van Dyne about the one tormented love of Nokin's life thus far, an erotically circumscribed G.W. Pabst scholar at New York University tortured by the neurotic compulsion that there are only a finite number of erections possible in the world at any one time and that his tumescence means e.g. the detumescence of some perhaps more deserving or tortured Third World sorghum farmer.
David Foster WallaceFiction is one of the few experiences where loneliness can be both confronted and relieved.
David Foster WallaceYou will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.
David Foster Wallace