The books we love, love us back. In gratitude, we should promise not to cheat on them -- not to pretend we're better than they are; not to use them as target practice, agit-prop, trampolines, photo ops or stalking horses; not to sell out
scruple to that scratch-and-sniff info-tainment racket in which we posture in front of experience instead of engaging it, and fidget in our cynical opportunism for an angle, a spin, or a take, instead of consulting compass points of principle, and strike attitudes like matches, to admire our wiseguy profiles in the mirrors of the slicks. We are reading for our lives, not performing like seals for some fresh fish.
November 10, 2008
John Leonard, In Remembrance
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Great review, which opens new ideas to a book that wasn't my favorite of the series, but exlores how it is perhaps the most complex and transpartne to real life. I suppose, like a good book, a good review takes patience to read.
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