An Outline of Philosophy (Book Review)
Another book that was lying with me unread for 25 years. Never could make it beyond three chapters. Had it not been for the purple patch of reading that I have struck recently, I would have abandoned the book much early in the game. Nonetheless, reading An Outline of Philosophy was an uphill task. It slowed me down. It felt as if I had never read anything. A fiction novel with that page count would be a 3-day affair. I fancied what it would be like to punch much above my weight. Reading a sentence over and over and then reading the paragraph over and over, carefully holding up a bunch of ideas in my immediate attention long enough for them to make sense so much so that a sneeze or a brisk movement could dissipate away sense, feeling anxious whether I would be able to follow Russell any further before my nerves give way — that was my experience with this book. After finishing a chapter, instead of getting caught up in self-congratulatory em...