Rebecca

“It was like a fever that had driven everybody mad and she thought they were all crackers till she caught it too and then she was just like the others tossing and turning at night over cruciate ligaments and points per game”
― Paul Murray, The Bee Sting

“She had become famous for a post that said simply, Can a dog be twins? That was it. Can a dog be twins? It had recently reached the stage of penetration where teens posted the cry-face emoji at her. They were in high school. They were going to remember “Can a dog be twins?”
― Patricia Lockwood, No One Is Talking About This

“One hundred years ago, her cat might have been called Mittens or Pussywillow. Now her cat was called Dr. Butthole. There was no way out of it. “Dr. Butthole,” she called at night, almost in despair, until he trotted to the door with the bright feathers of her dignity clinging to his lips and disappeared in his alternating stripes over the threshold.”
― Patricia Lockwood, No One Is Talking About This

“Second, my cancer diagnosis according to which I’d be dead not too long after that. PM. Priest came with soggy offerings of comfort. God is the most uninteresting answer to the most interesting questions”
― Hernan Diaz, Trust