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Das Kapital

Probably the Big Short, the book that movie was based on

Too Big to Fail by Andrew Ross Sorkin

There are about a million (real) characters. I can barely remember any of their names and couldn't while reading, I don't think it matters too much.

Or you could just read the book The Big Short by Michael Lewis

I disagree

it contrasts the idea of needing to do structured writing everyday...first one needs to plan, organize, study

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She's the hero we need.

>>7858321
Everything. He's gonna talk about everything and you'll be better for it.

Also
>>muh Jesus

the ramblings of a faggot who deserves eternity in hell for being such a boring cunt

>>7858321
Literally everything

>Austen
I dislike this postmodern universe where my vagina is now male.

>>7856825
and we're all the better for it I guess

apron, simply apron mein freund

>>7850544
A Short History of Portable Literature by Vila Matas.

Vittel mineral water.

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Tfw quitting smoking and can't drink neither alcohol nor coffee because of smoking habits, stuck with tea

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>having a double-double from Tims and reading Windelband
>might buy a bottle of fortified wine from the wine store with the clerk who thinks I'm hitting on her but I'm actually just friendly and autistic later, and read Gramsci all night

>>7847989
>dawkins

*tips fedora*

libertarian fag.

>>7847989
everything was ok until i saw dawkins

could you explain what is juvenile about fiction?

>>7862082
he's baiting

>>7862082
If you were a mature adult, you would read about your career/profession or your hobby. If you read fairty tales, you're either a child or a retard, and if you have the time to read long form stories you need to get a fucking job

i think it's better than GR

>>7861677
Read it and find out.

It's not your granddad's literature

"The Road" Cormac McCarthy
"Death of an Ordinary Man" Glenn Duncan
"A Drink Before The War" Dennis Lehane
"Gun With Occasional Music" Jonathan Lethem
"It" Stephen King

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Another 5 star snippet. A thought out response which inculdes only the highest of art

I don't know enough english to say it properly, but your behaviour is very sad. Why do the minds and lives of other people bother you so?

Aimee Bender or Virginia Wolfe

I don't read books.

Doris Lessing

I think is managing to find the best threads while scrolling.

>>7857208
And the "best threads," being good, naturally partake in the good?

>>7857213
Of course.

Pierre de Ronsard
Joachim du Bellay
Agrippa d'Aubigné
Honoré d'Urfé
Molière
Pierre Corneille
Voltaire
Marquis de Sade
Benjamin Constant
Alphonse de Musset
Hugo
Balzac
Verne
Marcel Proust
Romain Gary

>>7860232
I'm doing the same. I'm about a quarter through L'étranger now, next I was thinking about Voltaire or continuing Sartre with Nausea.

>>7860430
*Continuing existentialism with Sartre

The Plague has impressed me the most.

>>7859909

Sisyphus shrugged desu senpai

>>7859909
>are
I would say his best work are The Fall.

Why is social justice seen as a bad thing again?

>>7861068
Because the people that push it behave terribly (getting people fired from their jobs for disagreeing, being extremely agressive, ect...). Also, many points brought up by neo-progressives (aka SJWs) do not reflect reality (gender wage gap, 1-in-5 myth...). Many of them are also complete ideologues who would never (ever) change their opinion on the subject, even when presented substential evidence. Many of them only support "equality" for one side. You'll rarely see Feminists, for example, demanding a change of child custody law, which is currently unfairly biased towards women.

I think that most SJWs have good intentions but the way they act doesn't reflect those.

>>7861068
Because it's not actually social justice, but a cult engineered to distract us from real issues such as overpopulation, climate change, food security and Muslim extremism. It's a threat to humanity.
>engineers division along racial, socioeconomic and sexual lines
>teaches people to avoid thinking critically
>teaches people ignore history and the wisdom of their elders
>isolates its followers from those who would otherwise be their allies and friends
>pushes the notion that the colour of someone's skin ultimately matters more than their ideas and who they are as a person
>trains people to ignore statistical trends/data that could be used to solve social issues, which would make the world a better place
>engages in historical revisionism (the people involved in the Stonewall Riots were primary transgendered women of color)
>tells people that it's ok to be a lazy morbidly obese cunt, and that healthcare professionals are shitlords for worrying about your physical and mental health
>destroys the family unit, which will lead to increased crime rates as children grow up without fathers

This is only the tip of the fucking iceberg here, social justice is a cancer that must be stamped out before it destroys the planet.

bump. I haven't seen /lit/ talk about this book. The prose is some of the best I've read, on a par with Nabokov, perhaps even better.

>>7860305
> The prose is some of the best I've read, on a par with Nabokov, perhaps even better.

Bullshit, post excerpts

>>7860316
>They were the cars at the fair that were whirling around her; no, they were the planets, while the sun stood, burning and spinning and guttering in the centre; here they came again, Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto; but they were not planets, for it was not the merry-go-round at all, but the Ferris wheel, they were constellations, in the hub of which, like a great cold eye, burned Polaris, and round and round it here they went: Cassiopeia, Cepheus, the Lynx, Ursa Major, Ursa Minor, and the Dragon; yet they were not constellations, but, somehow, myriads of beautiful butterflies, she was sailing into Acapulco harbour through a hurricane of beautiful butterflies, zigzagging overhead and endlessly vanishing astern over the sea, the sea, rough and pure, the long dawn rollers advancing, rising, and crashing down to glide in colourless ellipses over the sand, sinking, sinking, someone was calling her name far away and she remembered, they were in a dark wood, she heard the wind and the rain rushing through the forest and saw the tremours of lightning shuddering through the heavens and the horse—great God, the horse—and would this scene repeat itself endlessly and forever?—the horse, rearing, poised over her, petrified in midair, a statue, somebody was sitting on the statue, it was Yvonne Griffaton, no, it was the statue of Huerta, the drunkard, the murderer, it was the Consul, or it was a mechanical horse on the merry-go-round, the carrousel, but the carrousel had stopped and she was in a ravine down which a million horses were thundering towards her, and she must escape, through the friendly forest to their house, their little home by the sea.
>They were galloping...Bare level plain had taken the place of the scrub and they'd been cantering briskly, the foals prancing delightedly ahead, when suddenly the dog was a shoulder-shrugging streaking fleece, and as their mares almost imperceptibly fell into the long untrammelled undulating strides, Hugh felt the sense of change, the keen elemental pleasure one experienced too on board a ship which, leaving the choppy waters of the estuary, gives way to the pitch and swing of the open sea. A faint carillon of bells sounded in the distance, rising and falling, sinking back as if into the very substance of the day. Judas had forgotten; nay, Judas had been, somehow, redeemed.