From a recent World Hum piece: It happens every time: Within a few hours of buying plane tickets, I find myself standing in front of my bookshelves, fantasizing, calculating and trying to decide exactly which books I’m going to bring on my trip. Inevitably, I end up with a tower of titles that would be tough for Robinson Crusoe to plow through. “War and Peace”? Sure! “Infinite Jest”? No problem! “Don Quixote”? Should be able to knock that one off. Read the rest here.