Returning to a book you've read many times can feel like drinks with an old friend.There's a welcome familiarity—but also sometimes a slight suspicion that time has changed you both,and thus the relationship.But books don't change,people do.And that's what makes the act of rereading so rich and transformative.
The beauty of rereading lies in the idea that our bond with the work is based on our present mental register.It's true,the older I get,the more I feel time has wings.But with reading,it's all about the present.It's about the now and what one contributes to the now,because reading is a give and take between author and reader.Each has to pull their own weight...