and also this

Angel Olsen—“Enemy” (live)

We are the highest form of life on earth and yet ineffably sad because we know what no other animal knows, that we must die.

—Don DeLillo, White Noise (via atticusknowsbest)

theparisreview:

A preview of our Fall issue, including interviews with Chris Ware, Herta Müller, and Aharon Appelfeld; letters between George Plimpton and Terry Southern; fiction by Alejandro Zambra and Atticus Lish; and poetry by Karen Solie and Ben Lerner.

theparisreview:

A preview of our Fall issue, including interviews with Chris Ware, Herta Müller, and Aharon Appelfeld; letters between George Plimpton and Terry Southern; fiction by Alejandro Zambra and Atticus Lish; and poetry by Karen Solie and Ben Lerner.

When you’re learning about something and dissecting it, I don’t think you’re really through until you don’t understand anything about it. If you study something and you find all this stuff about it, you just went skin deep, so if you keep going and going, you should be left with a fucking mess of unanswered questions. If you take any subject and keep asking, “Why,” without stopping, you’ll get to a point where there really [aren’t] any clear answers.