Chapter 6Nubia, 332 B.C.
Alexander had a lot of time for thought—which to him and his fellow Macedonians and Greeks was the breath of life itself.
“Think, Alexander,” his tutor Aristotle had taught him. “Think and think again and then dare to think you have thought wrongly and think further. Your life and those of your men may depend on your ability not only to change your thinking but to do so in the flash of battle.”
He could see Aristotle in the Garden of Mieza, which was hardly a garden at all but a grove, all green and brown, braced by a little brook that ran along one side of it and the gently ascending Macedonian highlands on the other, which were so densely covered in mists and leafy trees as to be almost impenetrable. Alexander could see his thirteen-year-old self, too, seated
