I read Eliot's Four Quartets at least once a year. I also read most of Wallace Steven's Collected Poems thought this year I have been focusing on "An Ordinary Evening in New Haven." I like what Julie Myerson has to say: "… if I had to pick a single one … to keep on rereading? It would be between Meaulnes and Gatsby… don't make me choose. Both are so much more than the sum of their parts – painful, truthful, slippery, perfect. I don't really understand either of them and I suppose I'm happy to keep it that way." For me it would be Meaulnes.