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“I think,” Juna says after a pause, “that the thing about losing someone isn’t the loss but the absence of afterwards. D’you know what I mean? The endlessness of that.” She looks sideways at me and sniffs. “My friends were sad, people who knew my sister were sad, but everyone moves on after a month. It’s all they can manage. It doesn’t mean they weren’t sad, just that things keep going or something, I don’t know.” She rolls her shoulder, shakes her head. “It’s hard when you look up and realise that everyone’s moved off and left you in that place by yourself. Like they’ve all gone on and you’re there still, holding on to this person you’re supposed to let go of.”
― Julia Armfield, Our Wives Under the Sea

“He’d been alone. Alone, alone, alone. He’d look at the stars and think to the universe, you are infinite. And I am alone.”
― Marina Vivancos, In This Iron Ground

“I would probably look for some cream based pasta dish. Anything that is a grown up version of mac and cheese, because I am essentially a giant child. But-- and I hesitate to admit this, because it is gross, and I know it is gross-- I really love Arby's. If I am alone and sad, or alone and very happy, Arby's seems to draw me like the North Star.”
― Rufi Thorpe, Margo's Got Money Troubles

“I like this kind of place, where you’re in between one thing and another. Hallways, waiting rooms, lobbies and so on; rooms where nothing is actually supposed to happen. It relieves a lot of pressure and lets me think.”
― Catriona Ward, The Last House on Needless Street