Fiction

It was assigned reading almost 40 years ago in my final semester. At the time, I thought that either I was too busy to give it the attention it deserved or else the book was overrated. I wasn’t sure what the point was. I saved my Penguin copy all these years.

I conclude it is a book to be savored with profound meditations on death, time, love, duty, nature, sickness, health, the middle class, politics and religion. The roots of fascism and humanism are a frequent theme.