". . . We walk the corridors, searching the shelves and rearranging them, looking for lines of meaning amid leagues of cacophony and incoherence, reading the history of the past and of the future, collecting our thoughts and collecting the thoughts of others, and every so often glimpsing mirrors . . ."

Seriously. I'll take you to the bookstore myself if I have to.

(Don't be fooled by the amazon-ified, simplified "jacket" online. The above is what will arrive in your mailbox if you order it— unless you download it for an e-reader, in which case you get what you deserve.)