Last week I wrote rhapsodically about David Abram’s wonderful book The Spell of the Sensuous, though at that time I had only worked one third the way through its pages. I’ve now completed the book, and confess to a certain disappointment, though that is due in no part to Abram’s efforts, which are startlingly original, or his arguments, which are brilliantly articulated and scrupulously supported. Ultimately it was I, as the reader, who failed to do my part, and fell short in the thorny...
