Almost Giggly

This I don't understand. The time is 9.48 pm, and I'm not panic stricken, even though I probably should be. The final paper is due tomorrow by 1 pm with all of its 3500-4500 words, and I have just under 3300. And they're not that brilliant, at least not enough to weigh up for the shortness. So why am I in such a good mood? Because I know it just have to do; I'm slowly learning to relax.

And on my way I always stumble upon words of wisdom from writers and thinkers who lived long before me, and who make me almost ecstatic. Montaigne I got acquainted with last year, and I decided then, I'd like to read more of him. What an exquisite brain he had; so sharp and witty, and very precise. (And I just love that he shows that you can write sentences that are words 120 long, and still work! My kind of guy.) Just taste these words here:

'Tis the custom of pedagogues to be eternally thundering in their pupil's ears, as they were pouring into a funnel, while the business of the pupil is only to repeat what the others have said: now I would have a tutor to correct this error, and, that at the very first, he should, according to the capacity he has to deal with, put it to the test, permitting his pupil himself to taste things, and of himself to discern and choose them, sometimes opening the way to him, and sometimes leaving him to open it for himself; that is, I would not have him alone to invent and speak, but that he should also hear his pupil speak in turn. Montaigne 1575

So if nothing has changed for the last 500 years, I guess it would be too much to expect a change overnight?