“They were...no ordinary group, gathering together to kill an evening, to seek refuge from critical husbands and demanding children while idly discussing their new best-seller. They met because literature was their shared passion. Books were as important to them as… — Gloria Goldreich Copy Share
“They were readers for whom literature was a drug, each complex plot line delivering a new high, suspending them above reality, allowing them a magical crossover...They had spoken often, with rueful honesty, of how the books they read represented escape,… — Gloria Goldreich Copy Share Image
“They were...no ordinary group, gathering together to kill an evening, to seek refuge from critical husbands and demanding children while idly discussing their new best-seller. They met because literature was their shared passion. Books were as important to them as breath itself. They shared the ability to immerse themselves in the lives of fictional characters, to argue passionately about the… — Gloria Goldreich Copy Share
“They were readers for whom literature was a drug, each complex plot line delivering a new high, suspending them above reality, allowing them a… — Gloria Goldreich Copy Share Image
