Penguin pack big ideas into tiny tomes
Sitting in a sticky Italian railway station last summer, the publisher Simon Winder was surprised and impressed when he noticed a book rack crammed not with blockbusting bestsellers but philosophical texts. "It was odd that in this hardscrabble part of Italy you could still turn up at a railway station and pick up a copy of Nietzsche," he said, "We do not really have that tradition in the UK."

My personal view of the work of the German philosopher, nutcase and hater of pretty much everybody - except beautiful German aristocratic youths of his own gender - Friedrich Nietzsche(1844-1900) is that the less places you can pick up a copy of one his ramblings, the better.