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Byron was a delusional faggot. He was a political peon.

I'd say Alan Moore.
>anarchist
>best comic writer ever
>believes in crazy occult shit
>looks like pic related

>>7569014
So lightweight Crowley with crayons?

>>7569014
do i even need to say where you need to go back to?

have you kept up so far?

>>7568602
yea

>>7568596
You don't have to do either every day, just when you feel like it
I mean, if you like doing both you'll do them often, if not then maybe it's just not your thing, it's no big deal

The Bloom 4 are Shakespeare, Dante, Cervantes, and I'm not sure who number 4 is. Maybe Chaucer.

>>7568013
I dont wink dat what u tink is his top more is weally a top ofur ciz it is more of is new works you listen he is more like an older guy liker

also you know his favortie is Leopold Bloom you knnow why, its the name you know.

Just gonna rate what I read

>Roth
Nothing

>DeLillo
Americana > Point Omega

>Pynchon
Gravity's Rainbow > Inherent Vice > Bleeding Edge > The Crying of Lot 49

>McCarthy
Outer Dark = Child of God > Blood Meridian > The Road

Lmao ur a fagit

fuck off you nob-headed wanker

we are fourhcan we dont cry we can take on anymovie andy books anysongs anything pictures and nywes anything we are ready and willing to read the hardst books and watch the most movies, we are really good and never cry you plwedd we are peagion, we do not formive, we do not forgit, expeenct us

Mao II is real fine, White Noise too.
He's better as a long parable writer than as a storyteller imo.

Mao II, White Noise, The Names and Ratner's Star are excellent.

Underworld and Libra are great in parts but overall I consider them failures.

>>7567729
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>>7567749


>obvious viral marketing
>delete this pls

>>7567356
He meant that Jews should be prosecuted because they immigrate to various European countries and form their own enclaves which don't contribute to society, but only feed all their productivity back into their own communities.

Are "what did he mean by this" thread bait? It always seems to me that the meaning of the quote OP is asking about is painfully obvious

Tl;Dr with jews you lose

>>7567393
Marx agrees

https://www.marxists.org/archive/marx/works/1844/jewish-question/

That picture does make me want to buy him desu

>>7567252
How much do you think he charged for total access to his boipussi?

>>7567252

? i paid $8 for a complete shakespeare. every secondhand store I've been in has at least two or three of his plays for a buck each of less. probably one of the cheapest possible writers you could read.

>red pill

Get out.

>>7567150
Try to stay on topic please. Thanks.

>>7567149
>le pill memes

kill yourself

Seriously though, read the great triad: Nietzsche, Freud, and Marx

shloka shloka

>>7567142

Has anyone on /lit/ actually read this?

Anyone alive?

>>7567142
A lot of stuff happens in it. It's not just the main story, it's also the stuff that leads up to it and the ending. And the main story itself traces the entire lives of the Pandavas.

>>7567184
Apparently some people have but obviously it takes a really long time.

Marc Lévy and Musso are pure shit. This being said, a lot of French literature concerns feelings and love.
Zazie dans le métro, Les Choses or Bel-Ami are three classics that shouldn't be that hard to read.

Do yourself a favour and read Excercices de style. Please. Anyone serious about learning french should do so.

If you are allowed to read a single play, Le Malentendu by Camus is the easiest thing I've read in French so far. Folio publishes it alongside Caligula, which is a little more difficult but a much superior piece of writing.

Replace 'Julia' with whatever your gf's name is:

Display thy breasts, my Julia, there let me
Behold that circummortal purity;
Between whose glories, there my lips I’ll lay,
Ravished in that fairVia Lactea.

>>7566956
¿For what better that travelling alone? Thought the captain in his rotted wood throne.
On the night of heavy rain and violent storm someone stood at the boardwalk--
The captain gazed through his window at the soaked, delightful figure.
He helped the young lavender dress maiden come aboard, helping her with her gear.
For three months they sailed together, at first cautious then calm as the weather.
They knew that it was no more than a temporary arrangement, at most it was entertainment.
With the shore nearing, they ignored the conditions.
They fell for each other with no inhibitions.
Yet they always had present that they had no future;
It was a teary eyed goodbye they pretended not to care about.
Defeated the captain took to his quarters and found a rose colored letter.
“Hold this close to you Captain, for I will come back. I will meet you or you will meet me,
And we will love each other whether sooner or later.”
He wrote back, but only one time, and it was then the first time that he did not lie.
His heart was hers fully when he penned ‘Forever yours truly.’
The first days were pain and the Captain repented.
Not once before had he fell for a maiden.
Pain became sorrow, and sorrow gave on to memories.
He doubted the word of the damsel, if they would be together.
He cherished their time, and if that goodbye, he could think of worse ones.
And so this love story often came to conclusion.
They both wondered if there was a point to delusion.
Years went by, separated by ocean,
The captain grew older without his maiden.
It seemed not sane to carry devotion.
Moored and between swigs of rum, his thoughts where unbound
What if for her travels another ship she had found?
He always had promised to love her,
Would that be enough to lead her back to familiar waters?
The captain sat up glum, the end of the bottle marked the beginning of dawn.
Asking these questions led to dark places, and the heart paces
He thought not more of darkness,
and fell asleep into the three months of calmness.
From the dock a figure waited,
In a lavender dress her fate contemplated.

Just replace the name with whatever your girlfriend's is

My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.

You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore's glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover's fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling's cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.

Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.

I only remember the Kubrick film years ago, how does the book compare to it?

>>7566953
Nabokov wrote the screenplay but he altered details from the book (like instead of Lolita being 12, she's 14) and it has its variations, but the final film seems to almost ignore the screenplay and is pretty different from the actual novel. Clare Quilty has a lot more focus in the film than he does the book.

>>7566945
What's with that cover?

>>7566859
Kill yourself you fucking faggot. No one gives a shit about your spam.

>>7566870
fair

>>7566859
how do you define noir? cos i can't do PIs and fedoras

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My favorite Kafka story is the one where it's a different author because Kafka sucks

>>7566789
I'm sorry you feel that way. Mine is probably Amerika, I really enjoy it.

>>7566784
I haven't read all of his works, but The Castle may be my favorite. Also, his diaries were a good read too.

http://sonic.net/~rteeter/grtbloom.html

>>7566739
The Seven Plots book is great

I feel like I could write something in the style of 'the art of learning' by josh waitzkin.

I write for a living in journalism but when it comes to story telling I always have a hell of a time with proper story structure because when it's fiction. I lay out the story and I fill in blanks in my mind. Of course no one would be able to fill the mental gaps I leave. So my stories come out editing to fuck and losing sight of what I originally wanted them to be.

Are there any resources for getting over leaving gaps?

I'm taking a 6-month period of travel and all around self-improvement I would love to get over this in that time so I can better understand the craft.