/lit/ - Literature

>>20596712

I've never told anyone. I don't think she remembers. My dad would kill me if he found out. I should probably just take my own life. Spare myself from this hell give some justice.

>>20596712

>>20596725
disgusting

>>20596732
For legal reasons I feel like I should clarify that this post was a joke and I can't actually relate to Holden Caufield. I don't even have a younger sister.

>>20596712
Everyone here thinks they're Patrick Bateman or
the Underground Man when they're really just Ignatius
>>20596732
He doesn't actually rape her you know; if anything, he may have been molested by Antolini, which explains his hangups later on.

>>20596712
Not a work, but a person. This guy right here

>>20596765
He does rape her, retard. Have you read the book or are you autistic?

>>20596775
*have you not read the book
Perhaps I'm autistic.

>>20596712

Book of disquiet

>>20596712
How many Arabs have you murdered, OP?

>>20596765
>>20596775
>>20596786
It's called "the cycle of abuse."

This is why that teenage girl tracked down Salinger in his cabin when he was in his 40s or 50s and fucked his brains out. Daddy fantasies.

>>20596998
It's funny how you know you're looking at a drawing of Raskolnikov even if he isn't holding an axe. The character is so well-formed every depiction is unmistakable.

>>20596712
Any character in Tropic of Cancer

>Hal, who’s empty but not dumb, theorizes privately that what passes for hip cynical transcendence of sentiment is really some kind of fear of being really human, since to be really human (at least as he conceptualizes it) is probably to be unavoidably sentimental and naïve and goo-prone and generally pathetic, is to be in some basic interior way forever infantile, some sort of not-quite-right-looking infant dragging itself anaclitically around the map, with big wet eyes and froggy-soft skin, huge skull, gooey drool. One of the really American things about Hal, probably, is the way he despises what it is he’s really lonely for: this hideous internal self, incontinent of sentiment and need, that pules and writhes just under the hip empty mask, anhedonia.

>>20596732
Did you rape your sister?

>>20596732
None of these sentences are actually in the book.

>>20598538
You must have read the censored version

>>20596998
For me, it's Svidrigailov.

I audibly laughed, in public, reading things in this book that I never heard someone else express authentically and aloud. Things that I'd been trying to express to people for years. I love this book.

“[…] when between sheets, whether by day or by night, and whether asleep or awake, I have a way of always keeping my eyes shut, in order the more to concentrate the snugness of being in bed.”

“Damn me, it’s worth a fellow’s while to be born into the world, if only to fall right asleep”

“Think not, is my eleventh commandment; and sleep when you can, is my twelfth”

I’M GONNA SNOOOOOOZE

>>20598674
Im actually kirilov desu

>>20597035
Once i almost ran over one of those bicycle delivery indians that counts i think

>>20599559
Came here to post this

>>20599559
unfortunately this

>>20597035
Once i had a fistfight with a gypsy surely thats close enough

>>20598674
for me, it's white nights guy.

Always have been

Levin

>>20596712

haha am i right guys?

>>20598433
It is I, Infinite jest!

>>20599252
>things in this book that I never heard someone else express authentically and aloud
Any example? I read it, can't remember much

>>20599559
Is that Mishima? What are those black things on his skin?

>>20600917
Looks like blackheads and facial hair. Are you a woman or a prepubescent boy?