Choosing a book to travel with is difficult. Do you want something light and relaxing? Something dense and engrossing? Something that is bound to put you to sleep? Something very light would be dull but something very dense would misunderstand the situation entirely. I recall trying to read Norman Davies’
Thanks, it was marvelous to be reminded of this book and author, who is now mostly forgotten (his being Belgian doesn't help him). When Ryckmans published Chinese Shadows he was swimming against a strong tide of Maodalotry. But he could be interesting on many subjects.
Thanks, it was marvelous to be reminded of this book and author, who is now mostly forgotten (his being Belgian doesn't help him). When Ryckmans published Chinese Shadows he was swimming against a strong tide of Maodalotry. But he could be interesting on many subjects.
The essay on Cervantes is worth the price of the book.
“I'm not of this parish” has been my go-to line whenever I need to express polite disagreement or lack of interest in a topic.