Asimov has a linguistic prowess that is nearly untouchable - nearly. Not any skilled writer can project a copious amount of thought and ideals behind a few well-formulated sentences. Let alone have the innate ability to fabricate conundrums for the reader to so innocently and unwittingly plunge into around every other page. I figured myself top-notch, thinking I had discovered the hidden secrets behind the book; thinking I had discovered the ultimate truth behind the words of Harry Seldin and found that Second Foundation on my own. The proverbial saying 'pride before the fall' came to mind at Asimov's grand conclusion for his third novel in his original Foundation Trilogy.
This book is a roller coaster. Not in that you are left confused and disordered at every bend and loop, but it's something you don't - you can't - even realize until the final chapter. Only then will you see that Asimov has taken you around the world and back again... except this time to the ultimate truth.