DFW on Life

But anyway, you finally get to the checkout line's front, and you pay for your food, and you get told to "Have a nice day" in a voice that is the absolute voice of death. Then you have to take your creepy, flimsy, plastic bags of groceries in your cart with the one crazy wheel that pulls maddeningly to the left, all the way out through the crowded, bumpy, littery parking lot, and then you have to drive all the way home through slow, heavy, SUV-intensive, rush-hour traffic, et cetera et cetera.

from DFW's 2005 commencement speech at Kenyon College, which has since been published as "This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life".

Makes the world seems that much emptier without DFW, who killed himself a year ago. A highly recommended, incredibly enlightening read.