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Best book you've ever read?

What's the best book you've ever read? What did you like about it? And, have you read it more than once over the years?

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Great Expectations
My Brother Sam is Dead
Magician
Nine Princes in Amber
Pillars of the Earth

best? who knows. but they are the ones I enjoyed the most for whatever reasons.


Enjoy.

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Excellent. Some good thoughts there. Thanks.

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the diary of anne frank. i read it a few years ago and was blown away. there was such depth to her thought process, it's hard to believe how young she was. if you want to read the book, get the complete version. you'll know why. what a spirit she had. so tragic.

next favorite, gnomes. i love these little guys

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Excellent. That's what I want to hear: a book that rocked you to your core is always a good choice. Thanks.

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That's impossible to answer. I've read a lot of books! The best book might be a classic, like The plays of Shakespeare. But the most enjoyable would be something by Stephen King. The Stand maybe. Or Misery. So many great King stories. I am such a fan of his.

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Excellent. And yes, I know it's "impossible" - there's always going to be a number of books vying for spot #1. One of my very favorite books was written by an old Dutch sea captain, who recounted tales of his days at sea in the merchant marine. It was a wondrous book. Nobody (and by that I mean, "critics") would ever call it "War and Peace," but still, it was one of the best books I've ever read.

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I agree with NZer that it's impossible to answer, but the author I'm always quickest to recommend is Hermann Hesse. I'd start with Demian (it brought the concept and the word "Abraxas" into fashion in the 20th century), then read Siddhartha, Steppenwolf, then Narcissus and Goldmund. If you're to skip one, skip Demian and go straight to Siddhartha which is fairly irresistible.

These writings are exceptional, surprisingly relatable (which is why I omitted The Glass Bead Game - it's not), and will change your life if you let them. Gushing will now cease.

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I wholeheartedly agree with you about Hermann Hesse: I read Peter Camenzind many years ago, and it was - and still is - one of the best books I've ever read. I re-read it here fairly recently, and discovered that it had lost none of its charm and power.

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That's the one I've never read. Thank you for the recommendation in kind. I'll have to pick it up.

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Eine langhin gewölbte, sanfte Welle hob meinen Kahn mit dem gerundeten Bug auf das Gestein. Ein schiffbrüchiger Träumer verliess die Ruderbank und dehnte die Arme dem stummen Lande entgegen. Mein purpurner Mantel war mürbe geworden und warf von den Hüften abwärts weiche demütige Falten. Meine Arme und mein Hals waren von Rudern und Fasten mager geworden, mein Haar war lang gewachsen und bog sich in dichter Fülle in den Nacken. In dem dunkelgrünen, stillen Gewässer der Bucht lag mein Spiegelbild gebreitet, und ich sah, dass auf der langen Fahrt alles an mir anders geworden war, brauner, schlanker und biegsamer. Auf meinen Wangen hatten grausame Stunden Denkmale ihrer Gefahren und Niederlagen und Überwindungen geschaffen. Alle Morgen ohne Sonne, an denen ich mit wunden Gliedern an mein Fahrzeug geklammert hing, alle Stürme, die mir die Abgründe des Meeres zeigten, hatten sich mir in Ecken und Furchen mit tiefer Schrift auf Wangen und Hals geschrieben.

Aber meine Augen standen klar in weiten Höhlen, mit wachsamen Kinderblicken. Sie hatten viele Nächte durchwacht und nach den ewigen Sternen gesucht und die farbigen Nächte des Meeres aufmerksam durchdrungen nach aufsteigenden
Segeln oder Gestaden. Sie hatten viele Tage lang keinen Staub gesehen und selten nur mit lächelnder Sehnsucht von ferne das Grün vorübergleitender Wälder und den Rauch aus fernen, verborgenen Städten gestreift. Nun lachten sie hell und gross mich aus dem glatten Spiegel an. Und nun tranken sie den lange entbehrten Anblick der weissen Steine, der bräunlichen Erde, der Gräser und Gebüsche. Ich sah die Luft um die Gebüsche wie einen feinen, weisslichen Rand, denn ich war lange der Luft entwöhnt, welche über Erde und Grünem ist. Meine Nüstern sogen mit scheuer Lust den vollen, zärtlichen Duft der Wiese und des nackten Bodens, und mein Fuss trat stark und schonend zugleich auf das köstliche Gut des festen Erdreiches.

Ein Wind kam lässig vom Lande zu mir geflogen. Er trug einen Geruch von Waldkraut und einen leisen Duft aus entfernten Gärten. Da reckte ich in süsser Wonne ihm beide Arme weit entgegen und fühlte mit Lust seinen weichen Hauch meinen Fingern und Händen entlang und an meinen Schläfen hin gleiten, die der schneidenden Seewinde gewohnt waren.

Ich zog mein graues Boot auf den Sand und strich mit der Rechten über die harte Wölbung des Bordes, die von meinen klammernden Händen geglättet war. Darauf wandelte ich landeinwärts bis zu dem hohen Gebüsche, das dicht und ringförmig
wie eine Mauer stand und sich weiter erstreckte, als meine Blicke reichten. Ich ging der grünen Hecke entlang und freute mich des warmen, bläulichen Schattens, der von grüngoldenen Lichtern durchwirkt war. Mein Gang führte über eine Wiese mit weichen Gräsern, welche allmählich höher wurden und mit seidenen Blüten meine Kniee berührten. Die grasige Fläche lag im hellen Sonnenlicht, nur der Rand, den ich entlang schritt, war von den hohen Büschen mit einem gleichmässigen Schattenbande gesäumt.

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A gently undulating, gentle wave lifted my barge with the rounded bow onto the rock. A shipwrecked dreamer left the rowing bench and stretched his arms towards the silent land. My purple mantle had thinned and threw soft humble wrinkles from the hips down. My arms and my neck had become lean of oars and fasting, my hair had grown long and bended down the back of my neck. In the dark green, still waters of the bay my reflection lay spread out, and I saw that on the long journey everything had changed in me, browner, slimmer and more flexible. On my cheeks, cruel hours had created monuments of their dangers and defeats and overcomings. All the mornings without sun, with my wounded limbs clinging to my vehicle, all the storms that showed me the depths of the sea, had written to me in nooks and crannies with deep writing on my cheeks and neck.

But my eyes were clearly in wide caves, with watchful children's eyes. They had spent many nights watching and searching for the eternal stars, attentively penetrating the colored nights of the sea
Sailing or shores. They had not seen dust for many days and seldom touched, with smiling longing, the green of gliding forests and the smoke from distant, hidden cities. Now they laughed brightly and big at me from the smooth mirror. And now they drank the long-lacked sight of the white stones, the brownish earth, the grasses and bushes. I saw the air around the bushes like a fine, whitish edge, for I was long weaned from the air, which is above earth and green. My nostrils, with a shy desire, drew the full, tender fragrance of the meadow and the bare soil, and my foot stepped strong and gentle at the same time on the delicious good of the firm earth.

A wind came flying from the country to me. He wore a smell of woodland herb and a faint scent from distant gardens. Then, in sweet delight, I stretched out both arms to meet him, and felt with pleasure his soft breath on my fingers and hands, sliding along my temples, which were accustomed to the cutting sea-wind.

I pulled my gray boat to the sand and ran my right hand over the hard camber of the board, smoothed by my clinging hands. Then I walked inland to the tall shrubbery, dense and ring-shaped
how a wall stood and stretched further when my eyes were wide enough. I walked along the green hedge and was glad of the warm, bluish shadow, which was permeated by green-gold lights. My walk led over a meadow of soft grasses, which gradually grew higher and touched my knees with silky blossoms. The grassy area lay in the bright sunlight, only the edge that I was walking along was lined by the high bushes with an even shadow band.

As I walked on, and a slight weariness eased my knees, a narrow entrance, like a gate, formed in the bushes to my left. I saw a green darkness intersected by a cliff path and treetops in the background. The entrance, however, was forbidden by an artificially wound flower necklace. I stood for a while, and my eyes bathed in the soft twilight and enjoyed the sequence of soft colors. For from the light green hedge to the semi-visible secrets of the innermost grove, the green broke into a thousand shadows; the eye eagerly followed the gradually deepened darkness to the farthest, brown forest colors, and returned with renewed pleasure to the yellowish light of the sunny meadow.

I untied the flower necklace from the round-headed pillars in cheerful cheerfulness, leaving the entrance open, and wrapped the red and white threads around my neck and hips, making it look like a summer party. Then I walked gently towards the half dark. I found an exact circle cut from the thicket, with dense walls of young trunks and bushes, and even the narrow path was artificially hewn through the wild woods. Through the tops of the overhanging trees a brown and green light sank. The earth was strewn with light sand in the round cut, and two narrow, semicircular marble benches stood opposite each other. A deep forest silence lay on it. I turned and followed the path that led into the depths of the grove. My head was heavy with the unaccustomed scent, and I heard the sound of my quick blood.

When I had gone some time, the heaviness of my knees grew, and I longed for a place to rest. In doing so, my path became wider and wider, and the walls of the forest, quickly receding on either side, gave the impression of a light room that stretched out far and wide and was like a garden

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Hesse, man.

1906 – Bauernfeld-Preis
1928 – Mejstrik-Preis of the Schiller Foundation in Vienna
1936 – Gottfried-Keller-Preis
1946 – Goethe Prize
1946 – Nobel Prize in Literature
1947 – Honorary Doctorate from the University of Bern
1950 – Wilhelm Raabe Literature Prize
1954 – Pour le Mérite
1955 – Peace Prize of the German Book Trade

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He is quite good. But he is all words, no walk.

He was no Daniel Suelo



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1984 by George Orwell.

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James Baldwin's "Another Country" or the obscure sci-fi gem "A Voyage to Arcturus".

"Another Country" is a great book which explores interracial and bisexual relationships in 1950's America, before it was acceptable to even talk about those things.

"A Voyage to Arcturus" is an ethereal sci-fi fantasy written in the 1920's set on a variety of planets with strange enthralling alien characters.

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One of my favorites is The Way of the Peaceful Warrior

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Sounds interesting! (I had to look it up on Wiki…). I'll add it to my list. Thanks for posting.

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You're welcome. It's been years since I read it but it was a good read

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Catcher in the Rye
Assholes Finish First by Tucker Max

Consensus is not a fact-based exercise.
You're tied and bound to this self-indulgent enterprise.

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Re: Best book you've ever read?

Probably The Idiot (read twice) or The Brothers Karamazov (read once)

What did you like about it?

The archetypal characters, the grim assessment of human nature and Dostoevsky's belief that only through great suffering can one find redemption (which is similar to Nietzsche's idea that one must 'go under in order to go over') Dostoevsky understood the human soul better than any other writer.

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Crypt!

If you build it, they will come.

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