Good, but bad? Creepy and weird, but beautiful? I think that pretty much sums up Lolita for me.

There's just something about all of Steinbeck's writing that turns me off completely. I have never read something of his that I liked.

It's hard for me to enjoy a book if I desperately hate the main character. I tried, Mr. Salinger. I really did. Maybe Franny and Zooey will work out better for us.

"When there are sacrifices to be made, you are the one who has to make them. And these things are not easy; you have to start learning them early, from a very early age. The earlier the better so that it is easy later on. Easy! As if it is ever easy. And these days it is worse, with the poverty of blackness on one side and the weight of womanhood on the other."

Review to come.