I Am The (Cleaning) Construct

Some of the most relatable moments of this book thus far have been descriptions of a faulty cleaning construct finally fixed by a repair man. Some excerpts:

Ha! Back to normal. Indeed.

- F

the splinterest difference...

the splinterest difference between 

aint that the truth 

and aint that the fucking truth

(someone wrote that once)

Current state of affairs:

always halfway between comrades and rivals

...

The question is, at least the question I'm interested in, is this:

Is there anything good?

- F 

exploration and discovery

I've just begun to explore Embassytown. I'm in love with this book, I've never read anything like it. It's very cerebral, which makes me excited and happy. I'm here now:

"The Ambassadors spoke to me in the language of our Hosts. They spoke me: they said me. They warned me that the literal translation of the simile would be inadequate and misleading. There was a human girl who in pain ate what was given her in an old room built for eating in which eating had not happened for a time. 'It'll be shortened with use,' Bren told me. 'Soon they'll be saying you're a girl ate what was given her.'"

A bit speechless,
F