I just finished reading a great novel that I couldn't put down for several hours yesterday, which is saying something coming from a guy who only reads fiction as often as he watches television. In fact, I walked around doing laundry and chores while reading it which surprised even me. Maybe it's because the novel mixed philosophy (which I love), the whole of human history and an ingenuous turn of events that made me speed through the book. It really is, as The Washington Post said, "a whimsical and ingenious mystery novel that also happens to be a history of philosophy."
If you're even a little interested in philosophy or any of the big questions like, "Who am I?", "Where did we come from?", "Where are we going?", "Is there a God?" and "What's the point of life?" than you will probably love Sophie's World. It has renewed my interest in both fiction literature and philosophy as a whole. I must admit that I was one of the many people who Goethe warned about when he said, "He who cannot drawn on three thousand years is living from hand to mouth." Thanks Jostein and Todd, for helping me draw on quite a bit more than I did before.
