Maybe the real infinite jest was the friends we made along the way

>maybe the real infinite jest was the friends we made along the way
times when you dropped a book?

>now at last he had finally become....the Pale King

remind me again why Veeky Forums worships this hack?

>and finally after all these long hard years I realized we had been Concluding Unscientific Postscript to Philosophical Fragments the whole time!
Really Soren?

>Wow Virgil, that was truly an adventure, almost like a Divine Comedy

DANTE YOU HACK

>Wow Aeneas you truly did go on quite the Aeneid!

Really Vergil? That's not even in dactylic hexameter.

20 And God spoke all these words:

2 “I am the Lord your God, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery.

3 “You shall have no other gods before[a] me.

4 “You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. 5 You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the parents to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me, 6 but showing love to a thousand generations of those who love me and keep my Bible™.

Really God?

>Indeed, all this hassle was much ado about nothing

DISHONEST

>He had finally become just like his hero. He was, at last a Ulysses
The Irish should be exterminated

>And in the end, we must truly go Beyond Good and Evil, or else we'll be Human, All Too Human......

ffs

>And when I looked at that map of the railway network, all I could think of was The Octopus.

Frank Norris you piece of -- wait

fug

>Yeah, that's me. You're probably wondering how I got into this mess? It all started when I was Waiting for Godot...

walked out of the library

...

>I am sorry, please accept my The Apology.

wew Socrates

>After all, he found the pot of gold at the end of the Gravity's Rainbow

God damn it pinecone

>"He did the crime and he got the punishment."
Hahahaha, seriously?

>and because of all that, it's important to consider the lobster and other essays

>"Call me Moby-Dick"
Stopped reading there

>This is why I am Anti-Oedipus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia
Really Deleuze and Guattari?

>"I guess, in the end, the reason those pages were so dirty was because they were Notes from Underground (by Fyodor Dostoevsky)".

What a fucking hack

>''Who's that guy over there?'' he whispered in my ear
>''I don't know probably some The Stranger''
Maybe you can't translate it ?? Either way total hack

>"What's this, Fr. Bacon?" I inquired, making out the label Rosa rubiginosa.
>"Why my beloved acolyte, that's nothing other than The Name of The Rose."

>"I like my women loose," Danny said, after slinging back his jug of wine. "I like my beef marinated, my pico de gallo fresh, my salsa hot... and my Tortilla Flat."

John Steinbeck a genius.

>I was up in Yukon, west of Whitehorse, when I saw her. "What are you looking for," she asked. I told her, "I'm Looking For Alaska."
C'mon now...

>I guess the moral of this story is... Don't start fires in Paper Towns
Really?

>"Sir, we are detecting extremely powerful electromagnetic and nuclear forces emanating from the sun. It's almost as if there is a massive earthquake... Or should I say, sunquake?"
>That was the day we learned about the Fault in Our Stars
Goddamnit John Green

Lolol

>We were The Moby Dick
Are you kidding me Dostoevsky

''So you were the murderer, mr. Minima Moralia''

ffs adorno you're a fucking hack

>You know what they say.... War and Peace go hand in hand...
what the hell was he thinking ??

>I thank you a lot, for sticking around
>You have read the Cantos of Ezra Pound!

Truly a master of the meter.

>The mama pig smiled proudly. "My sweet little piglet shall be named Hamlet."

Good work, Shakes.

> , thus spoke zarathustra
really nietzsche? you really had to do it fifty times?

Good post.

>I knew her better than anyone, but to her I was just The Stranger

jfc

>All rights reserved. Encyclopedia Brittanica ©

Really nigga?

>guess that's it - it's been tight!
>it's the end of my journey to the end of the night!

what the fuck?

>This all seems like an old tale, like our grandfathers used to tell us. But it all happened...in 2666!
The stupid plot twist ruined the whole thing for me

>''Breeze, blowing that blonde curling hair,
>stirring it, while holding The Songbook''

Jesus Christ, Petrarch is worthless.

> I just don't understand why you have to be such a Blood Meridian all the time J

ffs CornCrab

>the fault in our stars
Oh I'm a laffin

>after taking a hit of the blunt, i had realized that I was a Stoner

Cute, Williams.

>And not a single did time did he participate in the democracy. After all, he was The Idiot.
Nice one, Dosto

>and after taking a massive rip from Friedrich's triple-percolator Roor, Karl, high as a kite, pointed at Friedrich's high-tech industrial greenhouse and said "daaaamn, Das Kapital, bro"

>Oedipa settled back, and awaited the Crying of Lot 49™ the Novel by Thomas Pynchon.

>Call me Moby-Dick

>I guess this truly was a certain magical index
Fuck off Kamachi