From the penultimate paragraphs of C.S. Lewis’s essay “High and Low Brows”: Until quite modern times the reading of imaginative literature in a man’s own tongue was not regarded as meritorious. The great authors of the past wrote to entertain the leisure of their adult contemporaries, and a man who cared for literature needed no […]
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