I talk about how much I dislike Lewis and yet read two of his books in the space of a few days. Hypocritical much? If you enjoy Lewis' continual didacticism, this is the book for you. I found it hard to get through (though I persevered) due to sexist anachronisms (women, as homemakers, cannot understand a man's world or thoughts) and statements with which I vehemently disagree presented as facts (don't get me started). Admittedly, I don't read philosophy or dogma well, and this is both. However, it is to Lewis' credit -- though I'm not sure how -- that I finished the book at all and actually started critically thinking about how much love I was putting into important relationships in my life and how I could do a better job of it. The combination of a having a very high fever and reading The Great Divorce (which I had read the day before) was a one-two punch against which I had no defense. Lewis got through!