Last night I was thinking of how much books (and their authors) have shaped my life for the better. I am a bigger and better me for having listened to and walked with writers and thinkers.
It’s a hard thing to communicate to someone who hasn’t had the same experience… in many ways, only readers can understand the affect books have on a person.
C.S. Lewis understood this as well as anyone could. He was a true literary man and enjoyed the company of other literary men and women. Listen to how he describes the same feelings I experienced in my meditations last night:
“…in reading great literature I become a thousand men and yet remain myself. Like the night sky in a Greek poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it is still I who see. Here, as in worship, in love, in moral action, and in knowing, I transcend myself; and am never more myself than when I do.”
