The depot was wreathed in gentle effort. It percolated. - Robin Sloan

my great weakness: if a task was even mildly challenging, any sense of injustice drained away and I simply worked quietly until I was done.

Have they all bought Kindles? I have one, and I use it most nights. I always imagine the books staring and whispering, Traitor! - but come on, I have a lot of free first chapters to get through.

The nature of immortality is a mystery,' he says, speaking so softly that we have to lean closer to hear.' But everything I know of writing and reading tells me that this is true. I have felt it in these shelves and in others.