When I read a book, I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then, I come across a passage, perhaps only a phrase, which has a meaning for me, and it becomes part of me.
W. Somerset Maugham ‘Of Human Bondage’ (1915)
Guess I just had one such encounter with the book I wrote about in my last post.
How about the rest of you?
Which book(s) has had the honour of making such a claim on you?