“Among new children, she always spotted the outcasts first, and had read enough novels to prefer them. Sometimes this let her down- certain kids deserved social banishment. But hidden among the losers, she suspected, were her kind. What she longed for was a person who’d say, as none ever had, ‘This is all so fake, isn’t it? Wink at me sometimes and it’ll be our sign.'”

From his novel The Rise & Fall of Great Powers

(also, check out his amazing debut The Imperfectionists)