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MilesChristi

#1680
November 06, 2017, 01:14:18 PM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 06, 2017, 10:42:06 AM
Miles I also devoured the "Dracula" book. Do you know of any other page turners like Dracula. It was a literary feast better than ice cream and cake.

Hmmm, I will have to think. There's a difference between my favourite books  (East of Eden, Brideshead Revisited, A Tale of Two Cities) and those books I read incredibly quickly because I couldn't put it down. I will have to think...
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1681
November 06, 2017, 01:14:38 PM
Seven Against Thebes
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1682
November 06, 2017, 01:21:08 PM
Quote from: MilesChristi on November 06, 2017, 01:14:18 PM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 06, 2017, 10:42:06 AM
Miles I also devoured the "Dracula" book. Do you know of any other page turners like Dracula. It was a literary feast better than ice cream and cake.

Hmmm, I will have to think. There's a difference between my favourite books  (East of Eden, Brideshead Revisited, A Tale of Two Cities) and those books I read incredibly quickly because I couldn't put it down. I will have to think...

Looking at my bookshelf, some of my page turners were actually non-fiction works: Carrol's History of Christendom series and Beeching's Galleys of Lepanto. I also had a similar experience with Culure of Critique (to a lesser extent) and E Michael Jones' works (minus the Slaughter of Cities that I still haven't finished and I really should start again).

Depends what you like, I really enjoyed Raymond Chandler''s Marlow novels
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1683
November 06, 2017, 03:39:43 PM
Prometheus Bound
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

martin88nyc

#1684
November 06, 2017, 05:26:58 PM
Quote from: MilesChristi on November 06, 2017, 01:21:08 PM
Quote from: MilesChristi on November 06, 2017, 01:14:18 PM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 06, 2017, 10:42:06 AM
Miles I also devoured the "Dracula" book. Do you know of any other page turners like Dracula. It was a literary feast better than ice cream and cake.

Hmmm, I will have to think. There's a difference between my favourite books  (East of Eden, Brideshead Revisited, A Tale of Two Cities) and those books I read incredibly quickly because I couldn't put it down. I will have to think...


Looking at my bookshelf, some of my page turners were actually non-fiction works: Carrol's History of Christendom series and Beeching's Galleys of Lepanto. I also had a similar experience with Culure of Critique (to a lesser extent) and E Michael Jones' works (minus the Slaughter of Cities that I still haven't finished and I really should start again).

Depends what you like, I really enjoyed Raymond Chandler''s Marlow novels
I like anything set in Victorian England.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you shall have distress: but have confidence, I have overcome the world." John 16:33

Hannelore

#1685
November 06, 2017, 06:02:36 PM
Wilkie Collins is good, if you like Victorian. He wrote popular mystery/suspense novels.
My Lord and my God.

MilesChristi

#1686
November 07, 2017, 07:56:52 AM
The Oresteia
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Christina_S

#1687
November 07, 2017, 09:11:07 AM
Great Jobs for Music Majors.
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maryslittlegarden

#1688
November 07, 2017, 12:49:14 PM
Centennial by James Michener
For a Child is born to us, and a son is given to us, and the government is upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, God the Mighty, the Father of the world to come, the Prince of Peace

red solo cup

#1689
November 07, 2017, 06:53:27 PM
Shattered: Inside Hilary Clinton's Doomed Campaign by Jonathan Allen.
non impediti ratione cogitationis

MilesChristi

#1690
November 08, 2017, 06:08:11 PM
Ajax
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

martin88nyc

#1691
November 08, 2017, 06:55:51 PM
The Great Railway Bazaar. By train thorough Asia.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you shall have distress: but have confidence, I have overcome the world." John 16:33

Jacob

#1692
November 08, 2017, 07:10:06 PM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 08, 2017, 06:55:51 PM
The Great Railway Bazaar. By train thorough Asia.

I have this jotted down for future reading.  How is it so far?
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martin88nyc

#1693
November 08, 2017, 10:10:33 PM
Quote from: Jacob on November 08, 2017, 07:10:06 PM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 08, 2017, 06:55:51 PM
The Great Railway Bazaar. By train thorough Asia.

I have this jotted down for future reading.  How is it so far?
It's OK. I just boarder the Orient Express. I'll let you know more once I arrive at the next major station.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you shall have distress: but have confidence, I have overcome the world." John 16:33

red solo cup

#1694
November 09, 2017, 06:09:40 AM
Quote from: Jacob on November 08, 2017, 07:10:06 PM
Quote from: martin88nyc on November 08, 2017, 06:55:51 PM
The Great Railway Bazaar. By train thorough Asia.

I have this jotted down for future reading.  How is it so far?
Theroux's stuff is great. I'd highly recommend Riding the Iron Rooster and Old Patagonian Express
non impediti ratione cogitationis
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