I am what I have missed as much as I am what I have experienced.
As much as reading Phillip Roth’s The Human Stain mid-puberty affected me, I am as much the person I am today because I missed out on reading The Fountainhead during my time of impressionability.
Chunk from NYT interview with Malcolm Gladwell, whose books I don’t like that much for people that others have already explained and rehashed much better, but whose thoughts and writing I still quite respect:
“I have never read any Tolstoy. I felt badly about this until I read a Bill Simmons column where he confessed that he’d never seen ‘The Big Lebowski.’ Simmons, it should be pointed out, has seen everything. He said that everyone needs to have skipped at least one great cultural touchstone.”