Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

I read this book for work, a thing that is not regularly a part of my job. I read the first few pages as soon as it arrived for me, just to have a look, and then I did something I have never done before and will likely never do again. I spent the next who-knows-how-many hours of work time reading. I just dumped all the things I needed to finish up before the weekend and just read. After work, I went out to eat and read. I sat in my car in the parking lot and read. I came home and read. I finished the book an hour after bed time and am now feeling a little bit bereft.

Here is all the review I can manage right now: I am glad I was shut away alone in an empty office, or later in my car or at home alone, when the tears flowed. A beautiful book. (And that is saying a lot, since there are some elements I rather don't like; but I can't help loving it anyway.)