Trudi

“No more Internet. No more social media, no more scrolling through litanies of dreams and nervous hopes and photographs of lunches, cries for help and expressions of contentment and relationship-status updates with heart icons whole or broken, plans to meet up later, pleas, complaints, desires, pictures of babies dressed as bears or peppers for Halloween. No more reading and commenting on the lives of others, and in so doing, feeling slightly less alone in the room. No more avatars.”
― Emily St. John Mandel, Station Eleven

“I somehow make it through the first month. I dress and brush my teeth when they tell me to. And I experience the hollow feeling of complete loss, which is emptiness.”
― Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s

“Well, also ask yourself this: do you know what Steve Miller looks like? No, you don’t. Nobody does. He could be standing right next to you on the subway platform, playing “Jungle Love” on a custom Stratocaster with his name inlaid on the fretboard in mother-of-pearl, and you still wouldn’t know who he is. Because as far as you or anybody else knows, Steve Miller is a big blue space-horse with a mane made out of orange space-flames.”
― It Books, How to Archer: The Ultimate Guide to Espionage and Style and Women and Also Cocktails Ever Written

“She hadn't learned, no one had taught her ... that the things you want, you never get them. And if you do, they're not what you thought they'd be. But you'd still do anything to keep them. Because you'd wanted them for so long.”
― Megan Abbott, You Will Know Me