Hello Friends and Virtual Vagabonds!
While we've been in Italy, we have read a lot of books—fictional and otherwise. We have decided to share that list with you here today.
Books (and short stories) that we have both read:
The Age of Reason by Jean-Paul Sartre
The Fall by Albert Camus
Women by Charles Bukowski
Nine Stories by J.D. Salinger
The Last Question by Isaac Asimov
The Wall by Jean-Paul Sartre
Books that only Lou has read:
Dracula by Bram Stoker
Far from the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy
Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald
A Confession and Other Religious Writings by Leo Tolstoy
Numerous Florence Guide Books
Books that Lou has started:
The Grand Inquisitor by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Books that Josh has started, but soon sent him into an existential quandary and/or a state of pure intellectual inferiority:
An Answer to the Question: "What is Enlightenment?" by Immanuel Kant
Why I am So Wise by Frederick Nietzsche
The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus
Books that the two of us infrequently read aloud to one another:
The Letters of F. Scott Fitzgerald by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sifting Through the Madness for the Word, the Line, The Way by Charles Bukowski
Josh has also beaten Super Mario World Advanced on the GameBoy Micro—once with Mario and once with Luigi. They're Italian, right?
Also, we collaborated on the new header in order to give the blog a makeover.
How does that make you feel?
Let us know in the comments!
This post makes me feel several things:
ReplyDelete1. proud to be friends of such intellectuals
2. realization that I need more literature in my life
3. realization that I don't have much time for more literature in my life
4. wondering if these readings have advanced your quests in self-actualization
1. Thank you kindly.
ReplyDelete2. Everyone could use a bit more literature.
3. Time is money.
4. Indubitably
I think they design college to make it impossible to have time to read. When you reach the point of not having homework anymore, then it will be very easy to read.
I agree...Kant and Neitzsche also usually make me feel dumber rather than smarter. Neitzsche's name does that sometimes too.
ReplyDeleteThe Letters of F. Scott Fitzgerald was partially compiled/written in the house we lived in previously, well, i guess his house... but he sold it, and then we rented it.
ReplyDeleteNeitzsche made my head explode in the psychology courses i took.