Pale Fire (Vintage International)

Infinite Jest had been driven by his dysfunctional yearning for Mary Karr;

For every tic issued I squelched dozens, or so it felt—my body was an overwound watchspring, effortlessly driving one set of hands double-time while feeling it could as easily animate an entire mansion of stopped clocks, or a vast factory mechanism, a production line like the one in Modern Times, which we watched that year in the basement of the Br

The poet seeks perfection in every line and sentence; she demands flawlessness of form.