“Writing fiction takes me out of time,” he explains. “I sit down and the clock will not exist for me for a few hours. That’s probably as close to immortal as we’ll ever get. I’m scared of sounding pretentious because anyone who writes fiction is saying, ‘Look at this thing I’ve written.'”
from Bill Katovsky’s 1987 profile of University of Arizona Teaching Assistant of the Year, David Foster Wallace, republished by McSweeney’s [via tmn]