about how each of us naturally only sees the world from one point of view, yet we want to “see with other eyes, to imagine with other imaginations, to feel with other hearts, as well as with our own.” We demand windows. Literature as Logos is a series of windows, even of doors. One of the things we feel after reading a great work is ‘I have got out.’ Or from another point of view, ‘I have got in;’ pierced the shell of some other monad and discovered what it is like inside.
