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“I hate watching this country not live up to its promises.
So do I. It’s the only thing worse than losing.”
― Grant Ginder

“None of it was ever enough, and all of it was exhausting. Living up to my mother’s impossible expectations, knowing that whatever I did would always only be halfway to good.”
― Grant Ginder

“Cate felt stifled at Google, purposeless. Yes, there were the perks, but the longer she worked there, the more she sensed that the free yoga workshops and stock options and yogurt bars were only there to distract her from an uncomfortable truth- namely, that her job was to create solutions for problems that didn’t actually exist. Every morning when she read the paper, she learned that another glacier had melted, or that another racist cop had gotten away with murder, and then she would go off to craft arguments for why it was acceptable to harvest housewives’ private data. The realization ate away at her: the world was in crisis, and this is what was doing about it.”
― Grant Ginder

“She doesn’t want to meddle. Her own parents were meddlers, and she knows how exhausting it can be, having that pressure looming, the weight of balancing a mother’s interference with your own private anxieties. Still, it’s hard work, biting her tongue, resisting the urge to fix a set of problems that aren’t hers to fix. She wants to tell him not to worry, to accept that- at least for a while things won’t work out as he imagined. She wants to remind him of all the awful jobs she had before deciding to go back to school. More than anything, she wants to tell him how Purpose, that awful thing that greeting cards tell him he was born with and that he just has to find, is actually something he’ll need to create; that it’s not until he feels the monotony of life that he’ll come to decide why he’s living it.”
― Grant Ginder