I've decided--what is life without the books that we read? So I've decided to keep a tab on the books that I read, as well as everything else I'm already doing.
Candide by Voltaire. Such and interesting book. I read it in high school (thanks AP History) and filled out a little worksheet for it for extra credit, but I must have had a bad translation or I really wasn't paying attention to what I was reading then. Because this second time around was quite different.
B is a philosopher, and his reading would be quite different from mine. Basically, because I didn't get all the references or all that Voltaire was trying to say. Instead, I read it for the story itself. The story about the man that continued throughout life looking for evidence that there were good things and good people. An for the story, it is quite fantastical. Meeting long-lost friends though dead (several) and all the hardships he himself went through, only to find that what he wanted in the end was not very exciting. I liked the story (other than the details of the abuse suffered by every character) and I would read it again, but probably not for a long time.
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