I agree about the interaction. Sometimes you're just not in the right frame of mind or something. Sometimes feelings or responses change for whatever reason.
The first time I read Henry Miller's Tropics, I was very enthusiastic. When I reread them, I thought they were full of mystic nonsense. "Once you have given up the ghost, everything else follows with dead certainty, even in the midst of chaos." WTF is that? The third time I read them, I felt that while there was a lot of mystic nonsense, there was some really good stuff too. The fourth time, I read Tropic of Capricorn, at least the first 70 pages, with almost all the enthusiasm of the first time.
I mentioned a couple years ago that I had read The Portrait of a Lady twice without appreciating it much before finding it superb the third time.
I didn't really enjoy Persuasion till the fourth time.
Bleak House was definitely the biggest drop off in enjoyment I've ever experienced it. I remember the first time I read it, I was sorry to come to the end. This time I was quite glad. But I will surely reread it sometime, and I hope to enjoy it more then.
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