We can go through life with such a terrible poverty of self-awareness. A poverty so deep we do not possess our own lives. Youth is a blur. Middle age can be a grind and old age, a brutal humbling.
But turn to literature – great literature – and awareness is there, says my guest today.
From Huck Finn on the river to King Lear at his end. Toni Morrison’s Sula. Virgina Woolf’s day-dreaming mother. The stories and insights to place us, ground us, in our own lives. Literature can get at the heart of what we’re doing and the experience we share can be illuminated.