von Andreas Zwengel | 23. Februar 2015
Ich habe David Foster Wallace nie kennengelernt. Unser einziges Zusammentreffen fand 1996 bei einer Party zum Erscheinen des Unendlichen Spaßes statt – die Verlagsparty, über die er später Don DeLillo schrieb, es sei die erste, die er je besucht hatte, »und wenn es...
von Sabine Anders | 19. November 2012
It takes close attention to see what is happening in front of you. It takes work, pious effort, to see what you are looking at. He was mesmerized by this, the depths that were possible in the slowing of motion, the things to see, the depths of things so easy to miss...
von Sabine Anders | 15. Februar 2009
I’ll tell you what I long for, the days of disarray, when I didn’t give a damn or a fuck or a farthing. … I long for the days of disorder. I want them back, the days when I was alive on the earth, rippling in the quick of my skin, heedless and real....