Are these the pinnacle of genius writting? Specially the handsome motherfucker on the right

Are these the pinnacle of genius writting? Specially the handsome motherfucker on the right

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>Are these the pinnacle of genius writting?

No. The 2 guys who are the pinnacle are Shakespeare and Tolstoy.

in case you dont know who he is

kek
good one

Quevedo's wordplay is excellent but some of it it's hard to get due to the old Spanish.

The only thing I don't get about Don Pablos is why they censor just one joke about the jews but let all the others where they are plainly named.

It goes something like "I came to a city full of those who have noses by the bunch but for the bacon".

>translations

I don't see how this high quality banter could be translated.

Érase un hombre a una nariz pegado,
érase una nariz superlativa,
érase una nariz sayón y escriba,
érase un pez espada muy barbado.

Érase un reloj de sol mal encarado,
érase un alquitara pensativa,
érase un elefante boca aariba,
era Ovidio Nasón mas narizado.

Érase un espolón de una galera,
érase una pirámide de Egipto,
las doce tribus de narices era.

Érase un naricísimo infinito,
muchísima nariz, nariz tan fiera,
que en la cara de Anás fuera delito.

Quevedo was the pinnacle of literary banter that's for sure

I know but I felt weird about putting it in spanish.

"Llegué a una ciudad donde abundaban aquellos que van sobrados de narices, menos para el tocino".

I love the sword master in El Buscón. He sounds like a really dedicated Souls player.

Could you explain the pun? Is it because Jews don't eat pork and so they "lack a nose for bacon"?

Góngora is way better you uncultured twat

Yes, but they still have big noses.
En fin, las asadores estaban ocupados, y
hubimos de tomar dos cucharones. No se ha
visto cosa tan digna de risa en el mundo. Daba
un salto y decía:
-Con este compás alcanzo más, y gano los
grados del perfil. Ahora me aprovecho del
movimiento remiso para matar el natural.
êsta había de ser cuchillada, y éste tajo.
No llegaba a mí desde una legua, y andaba
alrededor con el cucharón, y, como yo me estaba
quedo, parecían tretas contra olla que se
sale. Díjome al fin:
-Esto es lo bueno, y no las borracherías que
enseñan estos bellacos maestros de esgrima,
que no saben sino beber.

He looks like a fucking alien

Never heard of D. Franco de Guebedo

>En fin
>sepate
Boi do I hate spanish.

Explain

>>sepate
?

Tolstoy would disagree

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
I can understand Shakespare, but Tolstoy? lol'ing

>sepate (Old)
>Sepa usted
>I'll let you now

...

Kek.

You have never read Tolstoy, maybe just a few chapters of Anna Karenina at most, so how could you understand?

But when you read:

>War and Peace
>Anna Karenina
>The Cossacks
>The Death of Ivan Ilicht
>Kholstomer
>Master and Man
>The devil
>Two Hussars

And most of Tolstoy’s short stories, then you will realize what I am talking about.

Anyway, see:

brainpickings.org/2012/01/30/writers-top-ten-favorite-books/

Cervantes only wrote about chasing pussy and not getting pussy snatched from you.

He's not the best. He's the only one.

*clears throat*