“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… — Gloria Goldreich Copy Share Image
“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
