"The way she finally concluded that something was wrong with her was: either something was really wrong with her, or something was wrong with her for irrationally worrying about whether something was wrong with her. The logic of this seemed airtight. She lay at night and held the conclusion in her mind and turned it this way and that and watched it make reflections of itself inside itself like a fine diamond."
— “Adult World (I),” by David Foster Wallace (from Brief Interviews with Hideous Men) (via apassageaway)
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