ABSTRACT
Mr. Huxley's book is always informed with a wit and lightness of manner that carry agreeably enough the deeper tones implicit in the subject matter. He writes with great ease, and the informal diarymanner in which Jesting Pilate is composed is, if anything, an added charm to the book. The emanation of a defiant and individualistic personality rises from the pages, a personality that is essentially modern as we understand modernity today-inquisitive and restless with the shackles of custom and convention, a personality intellectualized and thoroughly sophisticated. His book, therefore, is as much an expression of the time as it is a fleeting glimpse of many strange places that girdle the earth. It is the type of travel book that should please the reader who is as much concerned with the spirit of the world as he is with the colorful material aspects of foreign lands.
