Imagine a well-read man. Do you see a machine dressed in tweed gorging on information? This book is not about becoming that kind of reader. The well-read man wakes up and consults with Moses on the way to work. He sips his coffee and ponders the wisdom of Hannibal's elephants crossing the Alps. He turns furrowed-browed philosophers upside down and takes their lunch money. He changes his oil and deliberates...