A lot of my enjoyment of a book depends on my mood. I loved Thomas Hardy in high school, don't know if I'd still enjoy it now. Some books just pull me in and I am transformed, others I slog through until I choose to quit and some are just mindless enjoyment. I revert to children's literature when the world is too much with me...Beverly Cleary and Frances Burnett's The Secret Garden and Anne of Green Gables. All those lift me up and take me somewhere else.