(Original Review, 1981-05-30)
Why do I read? To learn, to experience worlds, emotions, interactions that I don't experience in my reality, to think, to be, to become.
If not for Huxley - recommended by an English teacher at school - I'd have remained a working class racist, sexist homophobe, would never have smoked haxixe, gone on to study philosophy, met my children's mother, have had wonderful kids or stepped out of a culture of impoverished imagination.
I might have been 'a happy pig' rather than an "unhappy philosopher," (to paraphrase Plato) it's true, but it's been a richer life for it.
If you're into stuff like this, you can read the full review.