" would be grieving, and I wanted to be there for them. I texted Patrice as I got onto the 9:00 Acela to DC. My body felt heavy and my spirit was dragging as I slumped into my seat feeling the defeat. As the train pulled out of New York City my phone rang. It was Robby Mook. “Madam Chair, I’m so sorry,” he said. I could hear the tears in his voice. “I’m so sorry.” “I know, Robby,” I said. “You did your best. You worked hard. We all did.” After we hung up, I turned off my phone. People would be calling me now as it was getting close to nine and I didn’t want to talk about it anymore. We needed time to grieve. I had to muster courage to face the staff. "

― Donna Brazile , Hacks: The Inside Story of the Break-ins and Breakdowns that Put Donald Trump in the White House