I made it through Anthem as a high-schooler, but did not return for more Rand. Somehow I put Atlas Shrugged in the same category as Gravity's Rainbow (Pinchon)... not by virtue of content, but just because they were both hella long and though I *love* to read (and was, in fact, an English major), I just could not, for the life of me, commit myself to getting through either novel. Same went for Les Miserables, as much as I loved the first half. I wish I had more patience for these hallmark works, but perhaps later in life when my brain has stopped functioning like a squirrel in heat...
The longest "critical" novel that I have made it through so far is All the King's Men... brilliant, brilliant literature.
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And think not you can direct the course of Love;
for Love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
--Khalil Gibran
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