...I can’t stop squirming. If fidgets were Wikipedia edits, I would have completely revamped the entry on guilt by now, and translated it into five new languages.

Your life must be an open city, with all sorts of ways to wander in.

I feel a little whirl of dislocation -- the trademark sensation of the world being more closely knit together than you expected

I sit up straight and do the first thing a person is supposed to do in an emergency, which is send a text message.

So I guess you could say Neel owes me a few favors, except that so many favors have passed between us now that they are no longer distinguishable as individual acts, just a bright haze of loyalty. OUr friendship is a nebula. (34)

Kat bought a New York Times but couldn’t figure out how to operate it, so now she’s fiddling with her phone.

... nothing lasts long. We all come to life and gather allies and build empires and die, all in a single moment - maybe a single pulse of some giant processor somewhere.