The Pleasures of Life by Sir John Lubbock
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it said that in reading every one must choose for himself, but this
reminds me of the recommendation not to go into the water till you can swim. In the absence of such lists I have picked out the books most frequently mentioned with approval by those who have referred directly or indirectly to the pleasure of reading, and have ventured to include some which, though less frequently mentioned, are especial favorites of my own. Every one who looks at the list will wish to suggest other books, as indeed I should myself, but in that case the number would soon run up. [1] I have abstained, for obvious reasons, from mentioning works by living authors, though from many of them--Tennyson, Ruskin, and others--I have myself derived the keenest enjoyment; and I have omitted works on science, with one or two exceptions, because the subject is so progressive. I feel that the attempt is over bold, and I must beg for indulgence, while hoping for criticism; indeed one object which I have had in view is to stimulate others more competent far than I am to give us the advantage of their opinions. Moreover, I must repeat that I suggest these works rather as those which, as far as I have seen, have been most frequently recommended, than as suggestions of my own, though I have slipped in a few of my own special favorites. In any such selection much weight should, I think, be attached to the general verdict of mankind. There is a "struggle for existence" and a "survival of the fittest" among books, as well as among animals and plants. As Alonzo of Aragon said, "Age is a recommendation in four |
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