Since my last post I've read an issue of The New Scientist.
I also read the complete works of La Bruyere, which didn't make much of an impression on me, and the memoirs of Diane Vreeland, D.V., which were very badly written indeed.
I had the pleasure of reading the funeral orations of Bossuet, famous in French literature, and I found them extraordinary, and moving when I knew who the dead person was...I didn't always. My reading has slowed considerably as I ramp up to the teaching part of the year.
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