Taomeow Posted July 11 1 minute ago, Kojiro said: I will let you know if I finally decide to read it By the way, if you are a true ponerologist then I guess you love Dostoievski  Sorry to say I don't.  19th century Russian literature, to me personally, is primarily about poetry, vast, superb, effortlessly masterful, and barely translatable without losing 95% of its poetic impact. The mastodons of prose of that century are, to me, like mastodons in a museum of natural history -- impressive but somewhat dusty... besides, I'm a bit rusty, read "it all" too long ago.  1 1 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
forestofclarity Posted July 12 I read about half of Brothers Karamazov. I thought it was going to be long, slow reading but strangely it pulled me in like a novel. I think it appeals to a certain type of person who feels pulled between heaven and earth, so to speak. A good reminder that I should probably continue it.  The problem of evil is probably the strongest (and some say only) formal argument against the existence of a higher power. I would suggest it can be dissolved by reframing what action is and what God is. 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Sir Darius the Clairvoyent Posted July 17 (edited) Id like to mention the Eddas as well. Here are a few stanzas from Voluspa, the creation story: Quote 1. Hearing I ask | from the holy races, From Heimdall's sons, | both high and low; Thou wilt, Valfather, | that well I relate Old tales I remember | of men long ago. 2. I remember yet | the giants of yore, Who gave me bread | in the days gone by; Nine worlds I knew, | the nine in the tree With mighty roots | beneath the mold. 3. Of old was the age | when Ymir lived; Sea nor cool waves | nor sand there were; Earth had not been, | nor heaven above, But a yawning gap, | and grass nowhere. 4. Then Bur's sons lifted | the level land, Mithgarth the mighty | there they made; The sun from the south | warmed the stones of earth, And green was the ground | with growing leeks. 5. The sun, the sister | of the moon, from the south Her right hand cast | over heaven's rim; No knowledge she had | where her home should be, The moon knew not | what might was his, The stars knew not | where their stations were. Same verses in Old norse, english subs in bottom left corner: Â Edited July 17 by NaturaNaturans Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kojiro Posted July 25 and what about Thomas Pynchon? any fan of him here? 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
rocala Posted September 12 Summerhill - A.S. Neil 1984 - George Orwell Lord of the Rings - J.R.R. Tolkien How the World Works - Noam Chomsky The Power of Myth - Joseph Campbell Soil and Soul - Alastair McIntosh 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
manitou Posted September 20 When I was a kid, I couldn't get enough of East of the Sun and West of the Moon. Strange things about books, they have a way of laying your life out for you. I must have really internalized this book, because my entire life seemed to reenact over and over the love relationship she had with the troll. I wish I were kidding. 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
silent thunder Posted September 21 (edited) @manitou That is one of my all time favorites as well. I love this version...    Edited September 22 by silent thunder Share this post Link to post Share on other sites