The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect

Caroline was as conservative as her years — six hundred and ninety of them — might suggest, a collector of useless skills and worthless experiences. Typing was one of the useless skills she prized most highly, (Location 29)

She knew that in this strange false second life there would be no faithfulness, no love, no children. Those things had been burned away. They belonged to a nonexistent world. (Location 1576)