I’M reading a book right now entitled The Sisters Brothers. It’s really good and really clever and really fun.
This might be my favorite line from the book thus far. It’s by one of the brothers after delivering a red bear pelt to a pelt trader in the early 20th century:
He handed me two coins and I took them. I decided I would spend the money even more carelessly than usual. What would the world be, I thought, without money hung around our necks, hung around our very souls?