I never read any of his work but heard about him through the years. Sadly, David Foster Wallace, a writer of popular "thinker's fare," bid farewell to the waking world by hanging it up, so to speak, committing suicide over the weekend. He joins a long list of literati who chose their own ending, including Spalding Gray and Sylvia Plath.
His reason for leaving has escaped the news so far. Any reason for suicide seems a sad one, including those for whom physical pain has overwhelmed their senses.
May his literary legacy last and he rest in peace.
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