/lit/ - Literature

What is your policy for rereading books?

I've realised that I usually only reread either short stories books that fall under the category of 'light reading'

Thinking back, Anna Karenina and War and Peace were the only full length, serious novels I've read more than once.

You don't have the balls to be Tolstoy. Pussy ass bitch. I bet you can't imagine the first thought of your own personal Lev let alone write him. Fuckin wack ass. You'd probably write Anna Karenina's character as some modern instagram e-thot, wouldn't you? Lame ass douche canoe. I bet you'd make Ivan Ilyich into some like dude on Twitter who endlessly bitching about political parties or something other dumb shit. Fuckin ass licker. You ain't no writer. Bitch. Get the fuck outta here wit yo Leo Tolstoy wannabe ass.

what has leo tolstoy achieved except writing extremely boring and meandering books as a dude with no real life credentials except writing extremely boring and meandering books? and in these long stretches of text he doesn't even have anything to say except cheap platitudes, before posing in front of a photographer as this very wise old dude who achieved a lot... total hack in my opinion, the prose isn't even beautiful, it literally reads like ChatGPT wrote it after being told to commit to purple prose

No one reads Leo Tolstoy.
No one cares for literally whatever that literally who ever had to say
>Inb4 I do
You're no one

>One dream haunted her almost every night. She dreamed that both were her husbands at once, that both were lavishing caresses on her. Alexey Alexandrovitch was weeping, kissing her hands, and saying, “How happy we are now!” And Alexey Vronsky was there too, and he too was her husband. And she was marveling that it had once seemed impossible to her, was explaining to them, laughing, that this was ever so much simpler, and that now both of them were happy and contented.

>>20516813
>gatekeeping the love of truth
a common phenomena among people who only love truth for the perceived prestige the smelling of their own farts gives them among the academics
are you familiar with leo tolstoi's confessions?

At what point am I allowed to move on from the Greeks to the Russians?

I keep reading about how Tolstoy was a master of craft and structure yet no one can give an actual example of what the hell they mean by it. What's so special about Tolstoy's craft?

ITT: Writers without degrees.

His life and major works are in no way in conflict with Islam. Tolstoy secretly knew this.

Come hither ye shower of cretins. I ask ye ye'er postulations on Tolstoy's novel. Presently I am re-reading his liteary work (yes, I am that much of an intellecutal) and sincerely wish to know ye'er thoughts on its style and prose.

Is Rostov gay for the Tsar? How is it that Prince Andrew thinks the is sky better than Napoleon? Why is Pierre such a fool? Finally, why do all the scenes cocerning women bore one to tears?

To digress from this topic, however, I am also open to talking about my inebriated state. God knows how many housing estate/city-restricted Yanks and Saxons are here. Ye should really experience the pleasures of a sparsely populated rural county with a total population of 60,000 people. Particularly one devoid of the derivative idioms of the Anglo-American sphere.

>>13197524
Tolstoy went through Nihilism and recovered his faith. He is an example of what I call 'the best Christian'. Stop insulting if you are not going to respond to my arguments.

“My life came to a standstill. I could breathe, eat, drink and sleep, and I could not help doing these things; but there was no life, for there were no wishes the fulfilment of which I could consider reasonable. If I desired anything, I knew in advance that whether I satisfied my desire or not, nothing would come of it. Had a fairy come and offered to fulfil my desires I should not have known what to ask. If in moments of intoxication I felt something which, though not a wish, was a habit left by former wishes, in sober moments I knew this to be a delusion and that there was really nothing to wish for. I could not even wish to know the truth, for I guess of what it consisted. The truth was that life is meaningless.”

INFJ

>Hate my university
>Have basically no friends
>Above average smarts, easily do all my STEM shit
>Feel useless and purposeless, spend my days drifting around

I'm looking for a purpose, or a meaning in life. The only thing I've found meaning in so far is hard work (work ethic Protestantism? seems to not really exist anymore). But I just feel useless and as if I'm just existing. Seem to be on the edge of depression, but never really going over it.

What do you recommend I (or anybody like me) read? Previous reading: Crime and Punishment, Hemingway, War and Peace, Death of Ivan Ilyich, Gulag Archipelago, various biographies, Shakespeare.

/fitlit/ thread

>What author was the fittest?
>What are you reading?
>What is your favorite lift?

do i dive in the deep end with w&p/karenina or start with shorter stuff like ivan ilych/a confession

>>21283
>and how did you like it

>War and Peace

A classic, even better than Anna Karenina. How many bales of hay do you think Tolstoy could deadlift?

Is Tolstory overrated?

How old were you when you realized that anarchy is objectively the best state for humans to live in?

>>8883122
>Humans are designed to work, any animal on this planet is designed to keep working until dead.
Pure ideology. People have evolved to be efficient which means less work. You're obsessed more with the product of your labor (or are seduced by what you can trade for your product) which alienates you from your labor itself.

>>8826978
I never said you were a Georgist but I would like to know why you aren't one? Do you want to make Santa Clause sad?

>>8730590
>lol

Explain.

Where can I find good essays/criticism on Tolstoy and Dostoevsky?