I read this when it first came out, as a junior in High School. I liked it well enough. It certainly held my interest, but this may have been less to do with the quality of the book than with Rousseau's more perverse inclinations, which is really all I that I can recall about this large book. For all its merits, I didn't choose to look any further into this series. That was likely because I was a great snob, intellectually speaking, and somehow I had gotten the impression that the Durants were regarded as distinctly middle-brow by the grand conventicle of scholars. So I probably did myself out of a good deal of useful information, packaged in a manner that I was particularly endowed to appreciate.
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