Finally finished Ovid ...

So, "Tales from Ovid" is finished. It ended on an appropriate note - Pyramus and Thisbe, which I really only knew from Shakespeare's skewering of it in "A Midsummer Night's Dream." I think I prefer the latter ... because the original tale is pretty boring without the Mechanics.

I don't really feel like writing about that now - my brain has been kind of shot since I took the GREs yesterday. I'm also almost finished reading "The Name of the Rose" (Umberto Eco), which I am really enjoying, despite the occasionally looong digressions about religion and the nature of heresy and all of that. Obviously I enjoy the parts that revolve around the library, and around books - I just finished a section in which the main character (William of Baskerville) and the narrator (Adso) are discussing the nature of books and knowledge. I was struck by something William says:


"The good of a book lies in its being read. A book is made up of signs that speak of other signs, which in their turn speak of things. Without an eye to read them, a book contains signs that produce no concepts; therefore is is dumb."


I don't have the energy to write much about that now. But I believe it completely.