I’ve had this book on my shelf forever, and finally got around to reading it. I’m glad I waited, actually, as I don’t think I would have understood much of it 30 years ago when I bought it. Very reminiscent of Buddhist thought. The only thing that bugged me was her use of the pronoun “he” for a generic person—I know it was written more than 60 years ago, and normally I’ll just let it slide in older books, but it really bothered me. Maybe because the author was female? I don’t know. But glad I got over it enough to finish reading. Lots of gems hidden there.