This copy of Point Counter Point lay sodden on the sidewalk outside a Windsor Terrace park on Saturday morning, next to a red and blue pile of hardcover Huxley that included Those Barren Leaves, Huxley in Hollywood and Antic Hay. It's been a long time since I read Brave New World. I wouldn't mind remembering exactly what spectrum of wisdom his mind burned with.
2 comments:
I can repair this book. But you remember all.^^
You are one skilled woman weather hare! Proud to know you.
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