Archived threads in /lit/ - Literature - 620. page

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Where to start?

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ITT: young adult books you actually read and liked

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Why does plato.stanford have, in multiple pages, these retarded typos that they make once and then keep repeating all throughout the article? Is it some kind of elaborate troll?

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https://youtu.be/FWnqqEPMdsI
Why do people like here even exist?

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Why is this, anons? EVERY TIME a prominent female literary figure appears, a male writer arrives who is more than her match, and who often totally eclipses her.
Look.
JANE AUSTEN vs Sir Walter Scott. While Austen has her cult of cancerous chubby female normies today, in her time Scott dominated fiction. This angered her, and she complained in letters that he was already a famous poet, but had to hog the fiction market too. Scott pioneered the historical novel, his works were successful throughout Europe and America. Austen was little known.
ELIZABETH B. BROWNING vs Robert Browning. Reverse here, Liz was more popular in her day, but her hubby was by far the better poet - he outlived her and grew in literary stature, now being seen as perhaps the greatest Victorian poet.
BRONTES & GASKELL vs Dickens. The combined might of these little ladies was no match for the D. Brontes died in obscurity, Liz Gaskell's efforts to highlight the plight of the poor were totally overshadowed by the Inimitable Charles with his unbelievable creative energy, imagination, humor, wit, and gift for creating memorable characters.
GEORGE ELIOT vs Thomas Hardy. As if it weren't humiliating enough to be found she was really a woman pen-naming as a man (by Dickens, who perceived an error in the description of carpentry in Adam Bede and guessed a woman must have written it). Thomas Hardy appeared as another rural writer, became more popular, more controversial, more boundary-pushing, and was more poetical. He has been considered by some critics as the 2nd greatest English novelist and among the great 20th century poets.
LOUISA MAY ALCOTT vs Mark Twain. How can "Little Women" even compete? The bitch even tried to ban Huck Finn, but nice try. Twain is in every list of top 10 best US authors. Alcott nowhere to be found.
EDITH WHARTON vs Henry James. Wharton could not keep up with James, who was somehow both tremendously more prolific and popular and still retained the delicate style she herself wished to stand out with.
VIRGINIA WOOLF vs James Joyce. She tried to be the great stream-of-consciousness modernist writer of the age - but nope, the lanky Irishman arrives with the unstoppable erect modernist cock that is Ulysses. The James was def not afraid of Virginia Woolf.
SIMONE DE BEAUVOIR vs Jean Paul Sartre. Little Mr Sartre shook every feminist bone in her body. He blew her mind with his frightful intellect and existential insights, and she ended up being greatly influenced by his ideas. He was a better fiction writer too. Their relationship was not hostile, however, and they got along like two peas in a frog.
J.K. ROWLING vs G.R.R. Martin. Some may dispute this, based on the sales count being in Rowling's favor. But books for youngsters backed up by marketing sells a shit ton of paper. Martin rose to prominence with a more dark, adult fantasy world that makes the bespectacled wizard books seem both puerile and naive. 60 million copies sold so far - and growing fast.

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In the dim, busy office
He is casting his eye across the work
The work he once had a passion for
I am close
I am close enough to notice the feeling of tenseness that radiates from his pale skin
I am close enough to see the wrinkles along his sleeves
I am close enough to see his eyes
The eyes that are as empty as the void inside
For what was once a man of ambition, joy & character
Is now a man of nothing
And all he can do take each step as its own
For he has forgotten the lyrics to his favourite song

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>Montaigne's education began in early childhood and followed a pedagogical plan that his father had developed, refined by the advice of the latter's humanist friends. Soon after his birth, Montaigne was brought to a small cottage, where he lived the first three years of life in the sole company of a peasant family, in order to, according to the elder Montaigne, "draw the boy close to the people, and to the life conditions of the people, who need our help".[16] After these first spartan years, Montaigne was brought back to the château. The objective was for Latin to become his first language.

>The intellectual education of Montaigne was assigned to a German tutor (a doctor named Horstanus, who could not speak French). His father hired only servants who could speak Latin, and they also were given strict orders always to speak to the boy in Latin. The same rule applied to his mother, father, and servants, who were obliged to use only Latin words he himself employed, and thus acquired a knowledge of the very language his tutor taught him. Montaigne's Latin education was accompanied by constant intellectual and spiritual stimulation. He was familiarized with Greek by a pedagogical method that employed games, conversation, and exercises of solitary meditation, rather than the more traditional books.
>tfw educationlet

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Since morality was created by evolutionary pressures which promoted the furtherance of our species, isn't the is/ought problem essentially meaningless?

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Some one rec me some 2000's-2010's lit that isn't complete garbage pls

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So I read "How it is to be a bat" by Thomas Nagel but I'm not completely sold on the idea that perception is entirely subjective. Where do I go from here?

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I'm 53, I'm not a gamer, I'm not the right demographic for who this book is aimed at, but it's so good I don't want to finish it. I've got 62 pages left so I'm pacing myself - I urge you, if you havent read it, you should. And even better I just saw the post about Spielberg making a film!

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ITT: Character who are /lit/erally you

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most /lit/ language? English native, nearly fluent in french (read l'etranger w/ relative ease). Think german might be the next step, but some of me wants to learn finnish for the beauty

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Assume for a moment that everything that can be written has been. This might help if you have trouble with it: http://libraryofbabel.info - Wherein, then, do we find comfort?

The lilt of our language, codified into lexicography, becomes a static monolith, a set algorithm upon which the endless brute-force permutations can be applied, rendering all into a dizzying complexity of binary data that, however long it will take, must at some future point be processed and gathered as a system of information.

Wherein do we find our comfort, scribes? For we become the willing vessels of words not our own in that case, the concept of ownership becomes altogether laughable, as we happen to be the right monkey at the right typewriter, happening upon the melancholy prince like a fucking Plinko board - that price does not seem right, my friend.

But there it is: a mathematical certainty given the open parameters of infinity and the present understanding that all empirical data can be quantified to some degree and captured within a system of information coding - have you heard that they just stored the Muybridge horse clips into DNA? Yuppers. We can literally store information like a hard-drive. Of course, we can't retrieve it through the same means, but still...

So tell me: where is it you seek the strength to keep going, or is it the stolid faith of one who knows that even the suspension of disbelief that self-slaughter will yield any better results than drudging onward and inevitably toward an uncertain future is yet still faith?

Share your thoughts. Spill a vein.