Erika

“The future kept arriving. Our bright new toys began to rust before we could get them home, and life went on much as before.”
― Ian McEwan, Machines like Me

“What people queued the entire weekend for became, six months later, as interesting as the socks on their feet. What happened to the cognition-enhancing helmets, the speaking fridges with a sense of smell? Gone the way of the mouse pad, the Filofax, the electric carving knife, the fondue set. The future kept arriving. Our bright new toys began to rust before we could get them home, and life went on much as before.”
― Ian McEwan, Machines Like Me

“An old friend of mine, a journalist, once said that paradise on earth was to work all day alone in anticipation of an evening in interesting company.”
― Ian McEwan, Machines Like Me

“Rather than turning the page, it's much easier to just throw the book away.”
― Anthony Liccione