Is Inferno worth the read? I tried before but got somewhat lost in the archaic language and had to stop.
What are the best books set in the ancient world, /lit/?
I use #bookz for my ebook needs, but I am looking for other sites and locations for those times Bookz doesn't have it.
I normally just google the book plus epub or whatever format you need. How's using a tablet to read by the way? Starting to get sick of books, always need to find good lighting, need to find a nice posture to read in etc. Considering getting a 6 inch kindle.
What is some essential frenchcore?
Zola, Rousseau, Voltaire, who else?
I think I'm in love
'Booktubers' are mentally ill by default.
I know this one girl who started reading 3 months ago and now is a full blown 'bookworm' with a youtube channel and all the other shit.
They just do it for the attention and mostly read shit books
poetry time /lit/
I walk in these darkened streets
thinking the world so bleak
tonight feels like just for me
no strangers to be seen
"I am glad" I scream in my head
"I am glad" I whisper, feeling dread
Then I am surprised
for there is an echo outside
calling a response
yelling to be heard
yet, it is only the screetch of a bird
(I push away the empty space
reminding me that sad place
behind that loud school
behind the disgraced fools
I silently curse my well off life
trying to act like I have strife
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Do you embrace your weirdness?
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What does /lit/ think of Isaac Asimov?
What do you think about these bad boys? :)
I really like them! they look so classy in the shelf and they are pretty cheap where i live!
Why am I so upset Hector died?
How do you reconcile the fact of dasein
Ready Player One
>“I wish someone had just told me the truth right up front, as soon as I was old enough to understand it. I wish someone had just said: “Here’s the deal, Wade. You’re something called a ‘human being.’ That’s a really smart kind of animal. Like every other animal on this planet, we’re descended from a single-celled organism that lived millions of years ago. This happened by a process called evolution, and you’ll learn more about it But trust me, that’s really how we all got...
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How much of this do you agree with, /lit/?
>Let's take, for example, an average reader, a cool-headed, mature, educated man leading a more or less healthy life. A man who buys books and literary magazines. So there you have him. This man can read things that are written for when you're calm, but he can also read any other kind of book with a critical eye, dispassionately, without absurd or regrettable complicity. That's how I see it. I hope I'm not offending anyone. Now let's take the desperate reader, who is presumably the audience for the literature of desperation. What do we see? First: the reader is an adolescent or an immature adult, insecure, all nerves. He's the kind of fucking idiot (pardon my language) who committed suicide after reading Werther. Second: he's a limited reader. Why limited? That's easy: because he can only read the literature of desperation, or books for the desperate, which amounts to the same thing, the kind of person or freak who's unable to read all the way through In Search of Lost Time, for example, or The Magic Mountain (a paradigm of calm, serene, complete literature, in my humble opinion), or for that matter, Les Misérables or War and Peace. Am I making myself clear? Good. So I talked to them, told them, warned them, alerted them to the dangers they were facing. It was like talking to a wall. Furthermore: desperate readers are like the California gold mines. Sooner or later they're exhausted! Why? It's obvious! One can't live one's whole life in desperation. In the end the body rebels, the pain becomes unbearable, lucidity gushes out in great cold spurts. The desperate reader (and especially the desperate poetry reader, who is insufferable, believe me) ends up by turning away from books. Inevitably he ends up becoming just plain desperate. Or he's cured!
You can compartmentalise your desperation with your periods of flourishing outside of books. I'm not sure why people project their love of consistency of mood on others. In my mind the comfort reader is in a trap designed to blunt his discerning abilities.
I have never met someone who only reads "literature of desperation." In fact, what does that even mean? Literature that is different from Proust or Tolstoy or Hugo? Shorter, more adhd? Apologies, I don't know the source of this quote.
>go on job interviews (non-/lit/ jobs)
>sometimes get asked about favorite hobby
>ask me what my favorite book is
>don't really have a single favorite book
>generally say Notes from Underground
Is this unwise, since the book is about a huge misanthropic asshole?
First of all - congratulations on your wonderful picrelated choices, nowocioto.
What do the interviewers generally say after such a remark, considering the fact that they probably have not even heard of Notes from the Underground?
No, just make sure that when the interview goes to shake your hand you shouldercheck him into his office door, to demonstrate that you aren't a pussy-ass faggot like the protagonist. Bosses like outgoing employees.
So /lit/, what is the greatest work of philosophical literature?