Speed, it seems to me, provides the one genuinely modern pleasure.

It's okay if there isn't a God anymore, but I still want to respect something. I don't want to be the center of my own universe,

And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.

Not only had Mr. Butcavage’s questions been reasonable, he also had an unfortunate name and no friends in his neighborhood. He was probably a lonely person like her mother, and Pip felt helplessly compassionate toward anyone who reminded her of her mother.

Written By Jonathan Franzen

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