"He conjured the world in two-hundred-word sentences that mixed formal diction and street slang, technicalese and plain speech; his prose slid forward with a controlled lack of control that mimed thought itself. "
Read more: http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2009/03/09/090309fa_fact_max#ixzz2NuXeTTKO
Read more: http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2009/03/09/090309fa_fact_max#ixzz2NuXeTTKO
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