A story about "Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books" — 5 years ago
Finished this today. It’s not going on my favorites shelf (few do), but I am left with a certain fondness for the book. True, I was expecting more about the secret lit classes than general life and politics in Iran during the revolution. This book, however, did give me a new perspective on Lolita and The Great Gatsby, as well as prompting me to read “Daisy Miller” yesterday and start Pride and Prejudice today. That alone made the book worth reading. But it also, if only for a moment, gave me a new appreciation for things I take for granted.. small things, such as colorful socks and chocolate.. and larger things, such as male friends and women’s rights.



