Going into the summer, I had rather high hopes for how much reading I would do. Now as summer comes to a close, I feel rather like William Wordsworth in The Prelude:
"Not that I slighted books,--that were to lack
All sense,--but other passions in me ruled,
Passions more fervent, making me less prompt
To in-door study than was wise or well."
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