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Books that changed your life
MasterInquisitor:
Oooh, meanie.
Anyway, in Alice, and Looking Glass, Carroll does have some really good pictures. I suppose my fave character has to be the Chesire cat. And I also found out why a raven is like a writing desk.
Lines:
--- Quote from: Tyler on 16 Feb 2007, 14:29 ---Its because you actually cannot read, and your copy is a picture book.
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...i hate you.
the cheshire is my favorite, too, next to the white knight. (and if you others don't know, it's because Poe wrote on them.)
Poe is another of my favorite writers, so i guess his collected writings is a "book" that changed my life.
rdalke:
East of Eden, Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
God's Debris - Scott Adams
Choke, Fight Club - Chuck Palanuick
Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man - James Joyce (has one of the best descriptions of hell EVER)
Walden - Henry David Thoreau
If I had to pick a favorite author, it would be a dead tie between Steinbeck and Palanuick. I would read anything written by either of them in a heartbeat.
McTaggart:
--- Quote from: MasterInquisitor on 17 Feb 2007, 01:58 ---And I also found out why a raven is like a writing desk.
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That's bugged me, like, for ever. Was this a part of the text or some illustration that may or may not be present in whatever edition I might be able to get my hands on?
For me: "The Ebony Tower" by John Fowles made me realise and believe that in time everything becomes less significant. Something that means the world to you right now will, if you bring yourself to just walk away from it, not matter at all to you in a few years. That's the one ending of a Fowles story that didn't leave me completely indifferent; it crushed me instead.
Dharma Bum:
Jack Kerouac's On the Road and Allen Ginsberg's Howl corrupted me at the tender age of 13. I was ripe for it as I was just coming off of John Lennon's post-Beatles socialist surrealist period and moving towards looking for deeper interpretations of Dr. Seuss and Weird al Yankovic. Glancing into the first person world of wild eyed, rambling men who knew only angst, chaos and alcoholism changed how I looked at things, and started making me look for deeper detail in everything I saw - trees, people, movies, relationships. Conscious observation of the world around me has helped me see a lot of beauty in both the bizarre and mundane. And when I started noticing little things about myself, like that I instantaneously fall in love with girls who snort when they laugh, or that the inside of my belly button reaks no matter what I do so its okay, I realized that I was lot more happier with who I was. And I didn't have to go on a cross country expedition in poverty while waving genitals and manuscripts at Mohemmadan angels imagined on the rooftops of the nation's greatest cities to have that revelation, though I did that, anyway.
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