/lit/ - Literature

>As with Chinoiserie, Jews quickly found themselves at the vanguard of the trade in Japanese and Japanese-influenced textiles, handicrafts, and artworks. Well connected in Asia and welcomed by the Japanese as westerners who did not practice a missionary religion, Jews quickly rose to the level once held only by the Dutch and latterly the English in the Japanese trade. Jews were also seen by many in the long nineteenth century as being somewhat or entirely "oriental" (though more in the sense of the near east), a tag which some prominent Jews embraced. Jewish women were painted in (and known to wear at home) Ottoman, Japanese, and Chinese robes at a far higher rate than their Christian contemporaries.
>In his 1892 portrait of Anna Graveur, daughter of Moses Graveur, a prominent Belgian importer of Japanese antiques, Herman Richir depicted her at play among her father's vast trove of Japanese items, then awaiting sale at Ostend.

If reading makes you more knowledgeable, why are you guys so racist?

I always had empathy for the poor, the disabled and the disadvantaged in general. Maybe this is due to my upbringing, but I could never go and hate poor people. I feel bad when I see people suffering, but I know that real solutions to real problens don't come out of thin air and hopes, but require serious labor.
So, that is the reason why Marx, for instance, is appealing to me. I am not such an optimist as an anarchist, but also not a complete pessimist.
I think that many people today will be dead by the end of the century due to wars. I don't think I could ever kill someone.

>three figure nightmare

>the divine comedy
>its not funny

How can I become the next Shakespeare?
(I'm ESL and trans btw)

Kondosisters... it's over
https://www.homesandgardens.com/news/marie-kondo-given-up-on-tidying

not only did she give up tidying up, she also gave up her virginity and has kids now
full betrayal across the board
>"You either die tidy, or live long enough to become dirty."

Alexander Theroux

Why are the french so good at philosophizing? Is it tied to their language? They simply mog all other nation's output of good philosophers. Explain this /lit/

Deal with it chuds

Why and how did F Gardner become so unhinged overtime?

NEW 'TOSS

>mfw i go on RW twitter to call everyone brown-eyed swarthoids

Are you a wordcel virgin or a shape rotator chad?

>I'm gonna invent a new scientific unit name. One kilowatt-hour per sol is…it can be anything…um… I suck at this… I'll call it a “pirate-ninja.”

what are some nice youtube literature channels

BAP sisters... how will we recover?

It's by the based writer of The Tartar Steppe.

>Francisco: It’s about time, bro. I was supposed to be off at midnight.
>Bernardo: Okay, you can go to bed. Wassup anyway?
>Francisco: Not much.
>Bernardo: If you see Horatio and Marcellus, tell them to move their butts. They’re supposed to be on duty, too.
>Francisco: Here they are now. (Horatio and Marcellus arrive.)
>Marcellus: Hey, dudes. Have you seen that ghost again?
>Bernardo: I didn’t see nothing tonight.
>Marcellus: Horatio says we’re just imagining things. He don’t believe in ghosts. But we seen it twice. I told him.
>Horatio: There ain’t gonna be no ghost.
>Bernardo: Me and Marcellus seen it last night.
(Ghost appears.)
>Marcellus: Whoa! There it is again!
>Bernardo: It looks just like the old king!
>Marcellus: Horatio, you talk to it!
>Horatio: Hey, ghost! Who are you? Say something!
>Bernardo: It’s leaving!
>Horatio: Hey, I’m talking to you! You deaf or something? (Ghost leaves.)
>Bernardo: Now do you believe us, Horatio?
>Horatio: Holy shit!

>Francisco: It’s about time, bro. I was supposed to be off at midnight.
Bernardo: Okay, you can go to bed. Wassup anyway?
Francisco: Not much.
Bernardo: If you see Horatio and Marcellus, tell them to move their butts. They’re supposed to be on duty, too.
Francisco: Here they are now. (Horatio and Marcellus arrive.)
Marcellus: Hey, dudes. Have you seen that ghost again?
Bernardo: I didn’t see nothing tonight.
Marcellus: Horatio says we’re just imagining things. He don’t believe in ghosts. But we seen it twice. I told him.
Horatio: There ain’t gonna be no ghost.
Bernardo: Me and Marcellus seen it last night. (Ghost appears.)
Marcellus: Whoa! There it is again!
Bernardo: It looks just like the old king!
Marcellus: Horatio, you talk to it!
Horatio: Hey, ghost! Who are you? Say something!
Bernardo: It’s leaving!
Horatio: Hey, I’m talking to you! You deaf or something? (Ghost leaves.)
Bernardo: Now do you believe us, Horatio?
Horatio: Holy shit!

Is Jesus God or the son of God?

Do you value the conqueror, or the victim
Do you turn the other cheek?
Pride or Shame?

Why do so few authors and philosophers actually practice what they preach?