I used to love the series by Susan Cooper called The Dark Is Rising. They made a film out of the second novel, but I couldn't make myself see it for fear of it spoiling my memories of it (also, they changed the age of Will from 11 to him being in his teens and made him American instead of English - bizarre, as far as I can tell, because the book is set in and based upon myth and legend of English folk-lore).
I began my reading life with The Hobbit when I was about 7 or 8 years old - I was quite precocious in this respect - and adored it, going on to read The Lord Of The Rings when I reached about 10. I could never, and still can't, get through The SilmarillionI, however. It's one of those books where I think 'Life is too short, matey!' and sling it over my shoulder.
Don't be silly, Mac! When have you ever done anything but treat your books with reverential (if not obsessive) care? You just placed it lovingly back on the shelf, didn't you?
Aaaaand we're talking in the third person again....in through the nose, out through the mouth....