Everybody who really wants to knows what’s true. Most people just don’t want to. It means listening from deep inside. Most people just don’t want to. But the special people listen. You can hear what’s true, inside. Listen. You can always hear it. In the rain. In the static between stations. In the magnetic whisper on tapes, right before the music starts. And in that sound that utter, complete silence has, in your ears—that glittered tinkle, like tiny chimes at great hearts. I believe I know you, and that you’re probably special. The chances are good that you’re a born listener.
— David Foster Wallace, from: “Westward the Course of Empire Takes Its Way,” from the collection Girl With Curious Hair (via hateshiploveship)
