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I often have a different opinion of a book when I re-read it after a gap of many years, because I'm not the same person I was 20 years ago; my experiences of the world in that time have given me a different view of the world, and I appreciate different things.
However, the fact that I re-read a book and perhaps don't enjoy it doesn't take away the memory of the pleasure that it gave me when I first read it.
With me, it's actually rather more the other way round - I find myself able to enjoy rather more "serious" books that I found to be too "heavy" when I was young. The classic example with me is Charles Dickens; when I was a teenager I was forced to read his books in school and thought that he was the most boring writer ever. It was only when I was in my late 30s that I "re-discovered" him and found that he was a wonderful writer. I lacked the maturity to appreciate his writing when I first read his books.
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