/lit/ - Literature

>>16621851
bro cozy used book stores exist, ive always found at least one nearby where i live
theyre worth living for
the one im by currently has a ton of medieval stuff and its super cool cause ive been interested in alchemy and they have like alchemical prints
you just gotta believe it bro

>>16498830
>>16498854
gosh dang I can only become so erect

>tfw you can't find the online version of the book you want

>reading the old testament
>get to the chapter about lot's daughters

Do you ever have days in which you simply cannot write a single sentence that feels aesthetically pleasing or even correct?

>>11524092
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT

>>11453635
>>11453645
that's why I'm not a conservative but a supporter of right-wing populism

>>10525155
You really can't bullshit good writing. The difference between the shit spewed out by 90 percent of this board, and the 10 percent of people who actually know what they're doing? It's night and day.

It's hard to explain genius, but imagine being Mozart and getting frustrated at a student pianist, NOT for lack of trying, nor for lack of potential, but because he just can't see the big picture the way you can. He can't see the notes, he can't feel the tempo. He can't predict the music the same way a blind man predicts the sidewalk. You tell him to close his eyes and let the symphony speak for itself; to meditate on the haunting melody of brass and string, and wait for the music to strip him of his soul, but all he can do is look at you with his big, brown, puppy-dog eyes, only to tell you in faltering tones, "Master, I don't understand".

How maddening it must be! You only want to shake him and wake him from his stupidity, "Hear it! Hear the trumpets! The ivory! The beautiful sounds!", but alas, he is as far away from you as a dead fish is to water, because it's not something you learn. It's something you HAVE. And that must be what it's like for the rest of the 10 percent on this wretched, cursed board-- A student, desperately trying to impress its master, only to receive a forced, painful grin, hidden behind a hard, pained grimace, and an occasional pat on the back that says "if only you could hear me, if only you could see me, but all that inhabits my lonely, lonely world is the restless ambling of the deaf and the blind."

It must be a desperate, broken feeling...

>>10254544

>Victoria Dallon rides again

Are you ready for this, anon?

Callisthenes account of Alexander's expedition has been lost
Lost plays of Aeschylus
Lost plays of Agathon. None of them survive.
Kafka destroyed most of his work

>>9814303
That's my mom's name