Henry Nothhaft

“The need for approval from Twitter users was something that her younger self probably would have sneered at, but now she saw it as the cost of doing business. It was fine to get likes, but what she really wanted was either a retweet or, even better, a completely original tweet commending her for a job well done, preferably one from someone in the tech world whose work she respected and who, ideally, had hundreds of thousands of followers. If the only people who liked the tweet were “eggs”—people whose Twitter presence was so lame that they hadn’t even bothered uploading avatars, or spambots, or both—she sometimes deleted the tweet.”
― Doree Shafrir, Startup

“It is the lonely hour of the night, one with which he is all too familiar—when the city sleeps but you don’t, and all the regrets of your life rage in your mind with an unbearable intensity.”
― Blake Crouch, Recursion

“Step by motherfucking step. Our ends know our beginnings but the reverse isn’t true.”
― Don Winslow, The Force

“The week was a wound he hadn’t even steeled himself to look at yet. Yet he felt it bleed.”
― Bill Beverly, Dodgers