"‘One more book’, he had told himself,’ then I’ll stop. One more folio, just one more. One more page, then I’ll go up and rest and get a bite to eat.’ But there was always another page after that one, and another after that, and another book waiting underneath the pile. ‘I’ll just take a quick peek to see what this one is about,’ he’d think, and before he knew he would be halfway through it."
George R. R. Martin, A Feast for Crows