He was a good Gatsby, nay, the Great Gatsby

Same

The words contained in the title of any given book will have a 99% of recurring at some point in the text. I don't see exactly how this makes them 'hokey' or whatever yall are implying. I like to think that the dialogue comes first and then the title is like the most memorable moment of dialogue in the book.

Imagine a book called "Trees of Eden" that never mentions trees. That'd seem a bit like the title was not appropriate, no?

>Treatise on the Steppenwolf
>I am in truth the Steppenwolf that I often call myself; that beast astray that finds neither home nor joy nor nourishment in a world that is strange and incomprehensible to him.
>This is what the Steppenwolf does with the thousand flowers of his soul. What does not stand classified as either man or wolf he does not see at all.
>Nor will suicide really solve your problem, unhappy Steppenwolf. You will, instead, embark on the longer and wearier and harder road of life.
>You are right, Steppenwolf, right a thousand times over, and yet you must go to the wall.
>During that very first conversation, about the araucaria, he called himself the Steppenwolf, and this too estranged and disturbed me a little. What an expression!
>Although I know very little of the Steppenwolf's life, I have all the same good reason to suppose that he was brought up by devoted but severe and very pious parents and teachers in accordance with that doctrine that makes the breaking of the will the corner-stone of education and upbringing.
>...he called himself the Steppenwolf
>That man is not yet a finished creation but rather a challenge of the spirit; a distant possibility dreaded as much as it is desired; that the way towards it has only been covered for a short distance and with terrible agonies and ecstasies even by those few for whom it is the scaffold today and the monument tomorrow > all this the Steppenwolf, too, suspected.”
>The Steppenwolf, however, first threw up his sharp, closely cropped head and sniffed around nervously before he either made any answer or announced his name.
>I have already given some account of the Steppenwolf’s outward appearance.
>Inside me, Steppenwolf was laughing and baring his teeth and, by the time dessert was served, we had all three fallen quite silent.”
>And so the Steppenwolf had two natures, a human and a wolfish one.
>There were moments when I felt with a glow that I had only to snatch up my scattered images and raise my life as Harry Haller and as the Steppenwolf to the unity of one picture, in order to enter myself into the world of imagination and be immortal.
>The few capacities and pursuits in which I happened to be strong had occupied all my attention, and I had painted a picture of myself as a person who was in fact nothing more than a most refined and educated specialist in poetry, music and philosophy; and as such I had lived, leaving all the rest of me to be a chaos of potentialities, instincts and impulses which I found an encumbrance and gave the label of Steppenwolf.
HESSE
YOU HACK

>read Blood Meridian
>literally no meridians made of blood
I WANT MY MONEY BACK

TLDR TBQH

>The Evening Redness in the West
>it's really more like an ochre

Welcome dear reader, I am Jorge Luis Borges and these... are my Ficciones.

You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino's new novel, If on a winter's night a traveler. Relax. Concentrate.

He was the OP, nay, the giant faggot OP

>The rain fell downward as it was gravity's rain, bowing a great bow from the Messerschmitts overhead down to Slothrop's feet.

Sneaky Pynchon

>And but so, it was all an infinite jest

Really makes you think about irony.

...

was about to post this tbqbbq

"And these have truly been the life and opinions of The Unique One, and His Own."

Sterner you fucking hack

That's ironic because I was going to say that.

>who's that?
>the portrait of the artist as a young man
How many easter eggs of Joyce can you find in Joyce's stories?

>Thats bad Scout, To Kill A Mocking Bird despicable

And thats why women shouldnt leave the kitchen

>Everybody knew he would be killed yet they did nothing to prevent it. You could say the events were a Chronicle of a Death Foretold.

D I S H O N E S T

>TLDR
Are you sure you're on the right board?

Sounds like /a/ is better suited to your tastes.

I keep trying to make a pun out of Finnegans Wake but I can't because they're all deliberate.

>Gregor awoke in bed and discovered that sometime during the night he had undergone The Metamorphosis.
w..why....

>Sunset found her squatting in the grass, groaning. Every stool was looser than the one before, and smelled fouler. By the time the moon came up she was shitting a Song of Ice and Fire. The more she drank, the more she shat, but the more she shat, the thirstier she grew, and her thirst sent her crawling to the stream to suck up more water.
yeah alright

>She had the oddest sense of being herself invisible; unseen; unknown; there being no more marrying, no more having of children now, but only this astonishing and rather solemn progress with the rest of them, up Bond Street, this being Mrs. Dalloway; not even Clarissa any more; this being Mrs. Richard Dalloway.
It's actually there lmao

>You did it Frodo, you became a The Lord of The Rings The Fellowship of the Ring

>Pangloss sometimes said to Candide:

>"There is a concatenation of events in this best of all possible worlds: for if you had not been kicked out of a magnificent castle for love of Miss Cunegonde: if you had not been put into the Inquisition: if you had not walked over America: if you had not stabbed the Baron: if you had not lost all your sheep from the fine country of El Dorado: you would not be here eating preserved citrons and pistachio-nuts."

>"All that is very well," answered Candide, "but let us cultivate our garden."

>And that was Wittgenstein's nephew.

I think the Austrians were right in hating him.

Kek

>He traveled to the Magic Mountain to visit his cousin

>And they all went on to eat a dinner of onions

>Dear My Diary

>Then the Buddha said to Siddhartha, "What a coincidence! my name is also Siddhartha"
Subtlety is lost on the the Germans

>When Abraham brought up the knife Issac felt Fear and Trembling

You want to become my student and your name is Aristotle? What a coincidence, my name is Aristocles!

How to spot newfags: The thread

And but so, severain had finally written The Book Of The New Sun by Gene

>But through thick and thin; they would always be The Brothers Karamazov.
Tolstoy was a better writer, you hack.

>it finally became known to me at that moment, the true nature of.... War and Peace
Dostoevsky was a better writer you hack

He lit another last cigarette, and gazed on what remained of his collected works.

>Lomax, after taking a long drag from the rolled marijuana, passed it to his best friend -- he was after-all, Stoner.
FUCKING JOHN WILLIAMS.

moar plz

There was only one more question to ask him. When he answered it a single tear fell down his face.
"What was it that made you so negative?"
"Dialectics."

>Oedipa settled back, to await the crying of lot 49
never reading pynchon again

>We have found the bones of a new dinosaur, the conciseoxfordthesaurus

Nice digits.

>I did it, Phoebe. I finally became... The catcher in the rye.

If the reader has had the kindness and the patience of walking it from start to end in my company, he will now be able to judge whether what many centuries couldn't do can be done even before the end of the current century, that is: the critique of pure reason.

>I have transcended the needs of humanity, I truly am, No Longer Human.

>all in all, we would forever consider ourselves... Hesiod's Theogony.

Really?

kek