“But it is a real book: i.e. it’s not a book at all, but like a thunderclap.”
I recently came across this gem in The Letters of C. S. Lewis. He wrote it to his dear friend, Arthur Greeves, in 1930.
I posted about my “thunderclap” books on my Facebook page that same day; but, upon further consideration, I realized such a worthy topic merits a post. Several posts, in fact – a running topic to which I can return when I encounter soul-changing cosmic reverberations in a book.
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Published on May 24, 2019 12:21