Tag: college, freshman, literary-criticism, sophomore

In my freshman and sophomore years of college, I read dozens of books by the great thinkers of Western civilization. From Plato to Nietzsche, Homer to Shakespeare – you name it, I read it. At times it drove me crazy – picture reading hundreds of pages that sound like this every week: “All rational knowledge is either material and concerned with some object, or formal and concerned only with the form of understanding and of reason themselves and with the universal rules of thought in general without regard to differences of its objects.” Come again, Kant?