"'This is a sloth,' said Stephen, smiling at him. 'A three-toed sloth, the most affectionate, discriminating sloth you can imagine!' The sloth turned its round head, fixed its eyes on Jack, uttered a despairing wail and buried its face again in Stephen's shoulder, tightening its grip to the strangling-point." -- Patrick O'Brian,
HMS Surprise, page 158.
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I worked all morning on a drink of rum--I mean, a couple of Cokes. Did three loads of laundry, ironed some, shopped for groceries, and then slept a couple of hours in the afternoon.
I'm glad I read "everything" while speed-reading was easy for me. Now it seems I can't read for more than a few minutes until I'm exhausted.
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It's probably the internet. I find myself checking the web every few pages, even when I'm reading the best books.
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