Consider rereading, how risky it is, especially when the book is one that you loved. Always the chance that it won't hold up, that you might, for whatever reason, not love it as much. When this happens, and to me it happens all the time {and more and more as I get older}, the effect is so disheartening that I now open old favorites warily.
Rereading a beloved book can be a daunting experience, filled with the fear that it may not resonate the same way as it once did. There's always a possibility that our tastes have changed, leading to disappointment if the reading experience does not live up to our cherished memories. This uncertainty can make revisiting old favorites a cautious endeavor.
Sigrid Nunez's reflections in "The Friend" highlight this common struggle. As time passes, the fear of unearthing disillusionment grows, making one approach past literary loves with a degree of hesitance. This disheartening realization often overshadows the excitement that comes with revisiting stories once adored.