Edward

“Irony was new to her and tasted oddly good, like a previously unavailable summer fruit. Soon, she and the rest of them would be ironic much of the time, unable to answer innocent questions without giving their words a snide little adjustment. Fairly soon after that, their snideness would soften, the irony would be mixed with seriousness, and the years would shorten and fly. Then it wouldn't be long before they all found themselves shocked and sad to be fully grown into their thicker, finalized adult selves, with almost no chance for reinvention.”
― Meg Wolitzer, The Interestings