«Why don’t you ever look beneath the surface, young man! I laugh because I dare not cry. This is a crazy world and the only way to enjoy it is to treat it as a joke. That doesn’t mean I don’t read and can’t think. I read everything from Giblett to Hoyle, from Sartre to Pauling. I read in the tub, I read on the john, I read in bed, I read when I eat alone, and I would read in my sleep if I could keep my eyes open. Deety, this is proof that Zebbie has never been in my bed: the books downstairs are display; the stuff I read is stacked in my bedroom.» «The Number of the Beast» by Robert A. Heinlein I woke up around 3 am this morning, and after I noticed that sleep was no longer an option, I opted for some light reading. Unfortunately, the light was a problem — the pages on the iPad were too bright. Even with night shift or changing the contrast in GoodReader it was still too bright. But hey, I noticed that Papers does have a night mode. The scanned (bought) book changed from: … to … [...]
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