That the cliche ‘I don’t know who I am’ unfortunately turns out to be more than a cliche. That if enough people in a silent room are drinking coffee it is possible to make out the sound of steam coming off the coffee. That sometimes human beings have to just sit in one place, and, like, hurt. That you will become less concerned with what other people think about you when you realize how seldom they do. That there is such a thing as raw, unalloyed, agendaless kindness. That other people can often see things about you that you yourself cannot see, even if those people are stupid.
– David Foster Wallace