Thucydides - The History of the Peloponnesian War ...
Hi ghotibThucydides is in the air. The first email I read this morning contained a link to this article, http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.co...hope/?_php=true&_type=blogs&rref=opinion&_r=0, which you might enjoy.
I'm about to give Cicero a second chance. In my school days I thought he was a pompous prat and the best thing about him was his respect for the Greeks (I also thought that Virgil didn't deserve the Latin language), but he mellowed and maybe I have too. I've pulled down "On The Good Life", which is a Penguin Classics edition, translator Michael Grant, containing all or part of 5 works. Time will tell.
Viktor Frankl - Man's Search for Meaning
Absolutely amazing book. Written by a psychiatrist who spent a few years in the Nazi concentration camps during World War II, far from being just an autobiography, it is chock full of worldly wisdom, and a blue print to live your life by.
Frankl's main message was the reversal of the the question "What is the meaning to Life?" It is common for people to share their beliefs that they get to ask this question, but my interpretation of Frankl was that you don't get to ask the question, life does, in a mostly deterministic fashion.... however, rather than become a victim of circumstances, you get to choose the answers with your actions in any single given moment, and this is where the deep meaning at the bottom of life is discovered.
His theories on how he survived the concentration camps when all he had was himself (emaciated and withered away and barely functional, without any worldly possessions) by locating the deep source of his life's meaning to help find meaning in the suffering he was facing is fascinating, and with a little effort, we could apply this to anything, whether it be your trading or anything else in your life.
Frankl often quotes Nietzsche's famous line "Where There Is A Why, There Is A How" (sometimes it is very easy in our busy lives to get the two mixed up and lead ourselves astray)
Yep, I found it pretty easy. I'd be really surprised if you found it to be a tough slog. It's certainly not dry, he has the knack of being able to relate his own experiences into terms that the common person can identify with and put them into a context which enables learning / understanding. The first part which acts as his diary / retelling of his time in the concentration camps especially so. In fact, as horrible as some of his experiences were, he almost recites some of these with a sense of humour (which he felt was very important, mind you).Ves, was this an easy read? To me that would be the kicker for me, if its a fluid read then i'll read it. But if its a tough slog then I'll wait until i finish my other tough slogs...
Thanks in advance.
Yep, I found it pretty easy. I'd be really surprised if you found it to be a tough slog. It's certainly not dry, he has the knack of being able to relate his own experiences into terms that the common person can identify with and put them into a context which enables learning / understanding. The first part which acts as his diary / retelling of his time in the concentration camps especially so. In fact, as horrible as some of his experiences were, he almost recites some of these with a sense of humour (which he felt was very important, mind you).
He doesn't get bogged down in psychological details until Parts 2 & 3 and even then it's not overly heavy (Part 3, I believe was added into the book in much later versions than the original).
It wouldn't take long to read, I'd say if you spent an hour a day you'd probably knock it over in under a fortnight.
Great news for Richard Flanagan today with his "The Narrow Road to the Deep North" winning the Booker Prize.
For anyone who hasn't read this, it's just a wonderful and very moving account of Australians captured by the Japanese and forced to work on the Burma/Thai rail road. Richard's father was one of these.
The back story is the protagonist's relationship back in Australia, before and after the war, with his father's young wife, and a depiction of class structure at that time. He also - unusually - after the war seeks out some of the Japanese jailers and comes to understand what was to them a sense of honour.
It's a deeply thoughtful book, not at all just another story about the war.
Julia said:"Eyrie" by Tim Winton
The first of Winton's books for a long time which takes place in an urban setting of Freemantle, WA one hot summer. The drawing of his characters is Winton's great strength, along with his ability to have the reader feel the heat of the sun, the cries of the birds and the emotions of his protagonist.
I so enjoyed this, at once similar to but very different from his "Breath" which was stunning.
Describes it well, McLovin. All the accolades agree. The only dissenting voice was a petulant criticism from Les Murray who described it as "pretentious and stupid".Since the age I could read my mother has always given me books for Christmas, and this year Narrow Road was one of them. I only started reading it a couple of days ago so only about 100 pages in, but it's such a pleasure to read someone who has such a wonderful gift for storytelling. It's not often you find yourself pausing to reflect on a single sentence to fully allow the cadence and rhythm of the words to sink in, so beautiful is the prose, but I've found myself doing it over and over again.
Well, there you go. I admit to feeling a bit let down by the ending, but still really enjoyed it.I read this a few months ago, Julia, and was a bit disappointed. Some of the writing felt a little overdone, as though Winton had just bought a Thesaurus and was getting his money's worth. The characters are written well, but I just found it a bit bogged down in parts. I've actually had the same issue with a lot of his books.
What’s is her next film script about?
“It’s a true story about a woman called Julie D’Aubigny, a cross-dressing, bisexual opera star who was also the best swordswoman in France. By day she was Beyoncé, but by night she was like a feminist avenger. This is like 1690. If any of the girls in the cast were slighted by a man, she would dress up like boy and challenge him to a duel. She was a mad drinker, gambler, shagger …”
Then Juli-et wakes up an' sees 'im there,
Turns on the water-works an' tears 'er 'air,
"Dear love," she sez, "I cannot live alone!"
An' wif a moan,
She grabs 'is pockit knife, an' ends 'er cares…
"Peanuts or lollies!" sez a boy upstairs.
Re calibrating my Australianess to make sure it's the rest of you who have lost your way and larrikin streak:
You guess the book:
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