It seems that every year around the beginning of summer I reread or at least skim parts of Gone with the Wind. I even venture to

Reading Life through the Greatest of Books
It seems that every year around the beginning of summer I reread or at least skim parts of Gone with the Wind. I even venture to
In the middle of Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness, I began to despair of first, the human condition, and second, ever actually finishing the deceptively-short