Yep

Yep, definitely know the type

This is exactly why Kerouac is so divisive. The vast majority of people who first read him as adults are disgusted.

The Noonday Demon was excellent

This is the way to read the count of monte cristo.

At 15, did not enjoy it at all. At 36, thought it was a masterpiece. But that goes for so many books. Anna Karenina at 12? Was underwhelmed. At 30? Was both enchanted and devastated. When I read Tess of the D’Urbervilles as a kid, I found it dull and it made so little impact on me that I barely remembered anything apart from it being depressing, having a sad ending, and a rough outline of the plot. I read it again when I was like 26 and it utterly destroyed me, to the point where I thought of it constantly for like a month.

He’s dead, so nothing is wrong with him now. But when he was alive, everything was.