Michael Scott once said, “They day we stop learning is the day we die.” Now, I had no idea who Michael Scott was without using Google, and I know I have never read one of his books, but it is a fantast quote. I have just started reading On the Shoulders of Giants which was edited by Stephen Hawking. This book is about the lives and works of Copernicus, Galileo, Kepler, Newton, and Einstein. I actually have low expectations of understanding what is in these works, but I will try to get through it and hopefully understand it. I already read the non-fiction work of Arthur C. Clarke, and even that was way beyond me.
The book is one thousand sixty four pages long, and includes mathematical formulas, brief bios, and comments by Hawking. How am I ever going to actually understand this? Some of these people have been dead for centuries and are probably still smarter than I am. But I am going to try my best. I am going to fight my way through it.
The bigger question is why would I do this to my self? My ex-wife never got it. She never understood why I read books like these, ask questions that I don’t need to know, want to take more college courses even though I already have my MBA. But the truth is, I want to continue to expand my knowledge about stuff that interests me, not stuff that would help me on the job. I know that taking a history course will not help me get my next promotion. Sure, taking a science course would probably never help me in my life. Yes, if I were to take more courses they would probably end up as just a waste of money, except that I would learn more. My personality is curious. I read biographies because I am curious about other people’s lives. I read books on physics of the future because the future interests me, more than the present.