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“Sent out batch of letters. Mother. PL, Fran, HV, G. Smuggled out responses to business letters in envelope to D. As I gave Nurse the bundle, I thought of myself dying as all my letters were en route. Each sheet a ghost.”
― Hernan Diaz, Trust

“Fiction harmless? Look at religion. Fiction harmless? Look at the oppressed masses content with their lot because they have embraced the lies imposed on them. History itself is just a fiction-a fiction with an army. And reality? Reality is a fiction with an unlimited budget. That's what it is. And how is reality funded? With yet another fiction: money. Money is at the core of it all. An illusion we've all agreed to support. Unanimously. We can differ on other matters, like creed or political affiliations, but we all agree on the fiction of money and that this abstraction represents concrete goods. Any goods. Look it up. It's all in Marx. Money, he says, is not one thing. It is, potentially, all things. And for this reason it is unrelated to all things.”
― Hernan Diaz, Trust

“Sleepless. Never fail to find an exasperating sound, an awkward memory, a sore spot, a grievance.”
― Hernan Diaz, Trust

“Every single one of our acts is ruled by the laws of economy. When we first wake up in the morning we trade rest for profit. When we go to bed at night we give up potentially profitable hours to renew our strength. And throughout our day we engage in countless transactions. Each time we find a way to minimize our effort and increase our gain we are making a business deal, even if it is with ourselves. These negotiations are so ingrained in our routine that they are barely noticeable.”
― Hernan Diaz, Trust