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Hello! Once again I propose that an episode of Radio Isa ^___- Since I do not know how many centuries between the time to play again in TS2 ...
The bet now is the whole cultural u_u find my first advice about books with lots of citations, and then my favorite characters in literature who studied last year, with a lot of thought! :)


Well well well .... * cough * * laugh * satanic
You do not even imagine how many books I have taken lately. Basically I left the library and spends € 100. But well spent
* _ * For the moment I speak of those who've already read, while the others, even if a priori inspire me, you have to wait, I prefer to comment on when that is gone ^ _-

Let's start with those who are currently at the top of my hit parade * _ *
In particular, this I have already mentioned , and I could not wait to explain it well:

- " De Profundis" by Oscar Wilde : first of all be sanctified my English teacher had explained so well in literature * __ * which Wilde. I was curious, so I was reminded of this book that I had seen several times on the shelves but I did not know what it was, once known more Wilde's life, I have to take slingshots and I found that gem is
* _ * If you want to read it was really Wilde, from something written in his own hand, buy it. Precisely, it is a long letter he wrote in 2 years that he had to stay in Reading Gaol, in Lord Alfred Douglas "Bosie" , the boy she loved. But Bosie was a capricious and moody boy, who took advantage of this link that had arisen between them to get paid any expenses that his luxurious lifestyle and unbridled required, it is explained that very often insulted him and Bosie wrote letters with horrible words, let him regularly every 3 months and then return altrettando regularly to ask for forgiveness. Oscar forgave him all the time, but later Bosie's father began to accuse him of plagiarizing Oscar: Oscar Bosie insisted that the libel, also explained that Wilde himself was more of a private war between Bosie and his father, who always hated him, that when he was just in the middle. However, denounced him, but because the bounced on him and he was convicted of sodomy. He had served two years in Reading Gaol, and lost reputation, all his possessions, his wealth already ruined, and not visited him Bosie never find.
----> in the first part of this Wilde says just that, but then explains that once out of there will try to rebuild their lives, and that, however, is not to feel hatred or desire for revenge Bosie, because those are sentiments that would ruin the heart and soul.
(time, off-topic: if you see on wikipedia there are pictures of two of them, but no matter how cute Bosie was just an asshole, oh, really!> _ \u0026lt;And Oscar so good and expensive!)

Below are some parts that I particularly liked:

gods had granted me almost everything. I had genius, a famous name, a high social position, a brilliant mind, intellect bold; did a philosophy of art and philosophy an art; mutavo the minds of men and the color of things, nothing of what I was told to leave people indifferent. I picked up the drama, the most objective of art forms, and I made a means of personal expression altrettando as the lyric or the sonnet, at the same time I spread the beam and it enriches the characterization. Drama, fiction, poetry, prose, poetry, rhyming, clever dialogue or fantastic, everything I touch her, adorning a new beauty, I gave in to the truth of what legitimate domain which is false, no less than what is true, and showed that the false and true are but forms of intellectual existence. I treated Art as the supreme reality and life as a form of artistic invention; awoke the imagination of my time so that it created around me, myth and legend. Seppi summed up all systems in a sentence and the whole existence in an epigram.
[...] Along with these qualities, I had other issues are very different. I let myself be seduced by long periods of senseless and sensual indolence. I enjoyed posing a flaneur, a dandy and dandy. I'm still surrounded by low and petty minds. I became a spendthrift of my genius, and a squandering of eternal youth gave me a strange joy. Tired of heights, in search of new sensations I turned deliberately to meanness. What the paradox was to me in thought, it became in the perversion of the passions. Eventually, the desire becomes an illness, or insanity, or both things together. I became careless of the lives of others. I took pleasure wherever I liked, and passed over. I forgot that every minimal action of daily life helps to make or break a character, and therefore what was done in a secret room one day you are forced to shout it from the housetops. I ceased to be Lord of myself. I was no longer the captain of my soul, and I did not. I let myself be dominated by you and scare your father ended up in a horrible scandal. There is only one resource for me now, absolute humility: just as there is only one resource for you, again the absolute humility.


dismiss our experiences is to stop our development. Denying our experiences is to force our lives to lie. And 'nothing less than deny the Soul. In fact, just as the body absorbs food of all kinds, common and unclean foods along with other purified by a priest or a vision, and transforms them in speed or strength, in play of muscles in perfect harmonious or molding meat, curves and colors of hair, lips, eyes, so the Soul in turn has its own nutritional function and may and to transform into noble thoughts and high passions that in itself is low, cruel and degrading treatment, or better yet, you can find right here its most August events, and often reveals itself in its absolute perfection for your half of what was desecrated or destroyed.


A quote that makes the poetry of Goethe:

"Who ever did not eat the bread of sorrow,
who never goes
hours of the night to cry and sigh in the morning, those
not know you, or heavenly powers."


Renan in his Vie de Jésus - that sweet fifth gospel, that you could call the Gospel according to St. Thomas - said that the great achievement of Christ was able to be loved after his death as he was loved in life. And indeed, if his place is among the poets, he is the prince of all lovers. He saw that love was the secret that the world has lost and of which the wise men were seeking, and that only through love we approach the heart of the leper or the throne of God


Speaking of Jesus: Living for others conscious and definite purpose was not his "belief" was not the basis of his creed. When he says "forgive your enemies, not to say enemies, but for the salvation of our soul: and why Love is the most beautiful of Hate. In order to advise the rich young ruler to sell all his possessions and give to the poor, it is believed that the plight of the poor, but the soul of a young soul that riches are contaminating


- continue with " The last day of a condemned man " by Victor Hugo.
This is one of those little masterpieces that are unjustly put aside, I strongly suggest you read it.
The viewpoint is that of a young French boy, a little more than twenty years, which was just sentenced to death. Is never mentioned his name, nor what he did to be condemned, but we know that despite his young age already has a wife and daughter, throughout the book reveal a claustrophobic feel resulting from the restricted environments of prisons and courts. Initially, the predominant feeling is not the desire for freedom, indeed, the boy seems not to have become fully conscious of the condition in which there is, on the other hand, very early in the book are missing five weeks with execution, and still has plenty of time to cultivate the hope that his appeal is accepted. But as you go along, the desire to return freely and the desperate search holds the outside world, as well as just the sight of a flower to enliven the courtroom, are becoming stronger. And so forcefully expressed how unfair the death penalty, think they have that right, the people, to end the life of someone else? Then the concern shifts to his family, who finds himself without a husband and without a father to his little three year old daughter ...
The hope of a change of sentence reaches its peak stronger than the last page, to bring the reader to really believe that the execution could not be ... Unfortunately, the title speaks, and will not. Writing the last page stops at the point where it believes may have come to take him to execution.

The preface is not specified whether it is an original written or not, leaving the reader's interpretation.

I want to return the part that most moved me, the one that cares for his family:

"I made a will.
To what end? I also condemn the costs, and everything I've just barely. It 's very expensive, the guillotine.
I leave a mother, left behind a wife, he leaves a daughter. A little girl of three years, sweet, pink, fragile, blacks with big eyes and long brown hair.
had two years and one month when I saw the last time. So, after my death, three women, no children, no husband, no father, three orphans of different species, three widows at the behest of the law. What
I am justly punished, I accept it, but those innocent, what have they done? It does not matter, should be disgraced and ruined. E 'justice.
's not so much my poor old mother to angustiarmi; sessantaquattr'anni he will die instantly. Or, if you will go a few more days, you just have to last a bit 'of hot ashes in the brazier, and will not ask for more. Neither my wife
distress more, is already in poor health, his head low. He will die too.
Unless you go crazy. They say live and let the madness that intelligence does not suffer, sleep, as dead.
But my daughter, my girl, the poor little Marie, who laughs at this, carefree play and sing, it's you that hurts! "

- well then, we speak of two other classics I'll never stop loving, I guess you know them already, but I want to talk about the same, and then a reading is always encouraged.
This "A Little Princess " and "The Secret Garden " by Francess Hodgson Burnett : Let's start
princess:)

To better appreciate the really need to reread history with large, often reading from a little is not enough ...
The "strength" of Sara Crew is to have an inner strength really high, arising from his great imagination, through which he also manages to endure the excruciating hunger, cold and pain when he was forced to live. These parties, these conditions are told so well that the reader is surprised than I can hold on Sara. Even in that attic bleak and cold, imagine being a prisoner of the Bastille and the need to resist until reinforcements arrived, the ceiling is a skylight from which you can see the whole city, and everything seems to be immersed in the sky, from which he seems so boundless and disseminate a great sense of freedom.
Not to mention the great love of books he had, that makes me part of a priori
XD And Sara, considering a princess, always acted with the qualities he thought were characteristics: kindness, compassion, and generosity.

you put a piece:

"-Whatever happens, he murmured - nothing important can change: I will always be a princess, even if dressed in rags, as long as it is in the soul. Sure, it would be more simple clothes woven with gold, but I will be more joy when no one knows. Queen Marie Antoinette was much more in prison, deprived of the throne, dressed simply in black with graying hair, than when, beautiful and bejeweled, was revered by all. The insults of the crowd not touched: he was the strongest and it was also cut his head when
.- They were not new ideas, those, for Sara. The other times were a comfort, in the most bitter, when he moved to lacasa with that expression on his face unfathomable that irritated a lot Miss Minchin, thus causing it to suspect that the girl had an inner life so intense as to detach it from the rest of the world. "


when in the" Secret Garden "I've always appreciated because it shows how they can become happy, healthy, and return to children's health when it leaves the possibility to live almost all day every day in contact with nature and with the earth. Certainly the book when it was published, he made no success since then, policy in regard to children who had always had to be closely monitored by tutors, especially indoors and away from the "perils of the air open ".
But the truth was never greater, as described in this book. And hence my belief of how all would be better off if they lived in the country, other than in the city! > _ \u0026lt;(And here Angie knows how Rosica said that since she lives surrounded by nature because I do not ç___ç taken, so I get there? "I want to collect uovaaaaaaaa!)


- As a "Picnic at Hanging Rock" Joan Lindsey, exactly the book I have yet read, but the story because I know the the film is considered to be very loyal.
It is based on an event really happened : the February 14, 1900, and a group of girls from Appleyard College is led on a trip, along with some teachers, near Hanging Rock , a "mountain building" ; of volcanic origin. The abrupt transition from an environment of discipline and good manners to keep in good company, a large estate outside where the girls feel free and in communion with nature, is very well noted. There is a quiet surreal, as if it were the only corner of the land where time has stood still: this is 4 girls, Miranda, Irma, Marion and Edith decided to go see the rock more closely, they promised to return for the 5, but as they climb the mountain you will always feel less related to the futile and restrictive social life if they returned down the expectations, and increasingly attracted to the mountain top. L 'is increasingly surreal atmosphere , and seems to be in another dimension, a calm, quiet, and fully formed from the nature, size. All this prove, except Edith, that among the four is the most materialistic and bound "Rules" as he tries to stop them and lead them to back down, but is frightened by the sight of a red cloud in the sky and runs down a run. When Edith reach the camp where they were all others will be found terrified and in a state of shock, with no memory of what happened.
Meanwhile, you will find that in addition to the three girls, has also disappeared Miss McCraw, a professor of mathematics.
research will be launched, and after some day be found only Irma, was unconscious but still alive. The strange thing is that the legs and arms were covered with scratches, and though it was found barefoot, they were perfectly clean and without scratches , which is very unusual, given that the girls had taken a good part of their walk in bare feet.
The other girls, Miranda and Marion, and Miss McCraw, have never been found.


- Finally, if you have not read in full Alice, Carroll , you should definitely do it. But not the thin versions for children, because they have a translation done by dogs, but those that already appear to the eye "professional":) Of course the story already
you know ... in "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland " the figures are the details playing cards, while the following " Alice Through the Looking-Glass and What She Found " are the chess pieces , and in particular we are talking about the trail as on a chessboard that Alice must do to become queen.

But in the notes I found several very nice curiosity:

* In addition to the countless puns that Carroll ago (and unfortunately in Italian you can not make it \u0026lt;_ \u0026lt;why you have an issue with the NOTE!) is very nice explanation of the hierarchy of the royal family card :
The Wonderland is the kingdom of the King and Queen of Hearts, and live there the entire deck of cards. Figures (court cards) are the aristocracy, while the four groups of cards naked assume the role suggested by the name of the kernel
spades, the spades , which in English also means "spades" are gardeners;
clubs, the flowers, which in English means also "clubs" are the soldiers
diamonds, the paintings , literally "diamond" are the courtiers;
hearts, the hearts , are the ten princes.

* Then, I already knew that, in the conclusion of "Through the Looking Glass" is a poem dedicated to Alice, and if you'll notice that read directly in English in its entirety is an acrostic (obviously in the English version): the initials of each to make up the name Alice Pleasance LIDDELL: D

* You know the Cat? It is not really so called ... in the book is written that this cat grins like a Cheshire cat "(smiles like a Cheshire Cat), because it was a very common way of speaking. The assumptions are two:
or as a painter of Cheshire drew the lions always smiling on the signs of the inns of the place;
or view that was in the habit of making Cheshire cheese on which were painted cats smiling.

* The Mad Hatter: Why was this idea that a person was "mad as a hatter " (mad as a hatter)? Probably stems from the fact that hatters used to treat the felt mercury, but gave off fumes that caused a very strong form of poisoning, resulting in Altered States and mental imbalances.
What about the assertion "mad as a March hare " (crazy as crazy is the hare in March)? He alluded to the antics of male rabbits during the period of heat, usually in March.

Well, if I were to do an analysis to ALL Alice take years, so I will stop here XD but be aware that the notes are a treasure.


* As I have already written books on the topic in the forum of CMR, I suggest you also "The banality of good , Enrico Deaglio , about like an Italian, Giorgio Perlasca has saved thousands of Jews from concentration camps, posing as a English consul. I will not tell you more, because one can not really talk about and express it, you need to read.


* I am currently reading " Lord of the Flies" by Golding , are half . Since I have not finished yet I can not speak as they should, but I write the story there in the back:
" A plane lands on a desert island while on a conflict planetarium. Sopravvivonosolo some guys who can put immediately to work to reorganize without the help and supervision of adults. It seems the perfect prologue to an adventure novel that celebrates the pragmatism and a sense of British democracy ... Something
instead begins to fail as it should, emerge irrational fears and antisocial behavior, which develops a story that will strip the wildest aspects of human nature. "
I know that when I finish, I'll dedicate a second reading, because it is not easy to throw themselves straight into the psychology of this book and understand it fully, and then an encore will be a must u_u


* Now, other books that you would like to mention I have not read yet, so I would not have knowledge of the facts, but I was enchanted by the textures are there and ready to be read in my bookcase u_u is that I have an endless list, the first or later will complete
Meanwhile XD and it will show you the plot copiaincollo brackets:

Catcher in the Rye, Salinger ( Fifty years have passed since it was written, but we continue to see him, Holden Caufield, with that annoyed, impatient with hypocrisy and conformism, he and his "baby sucks" and "crazy things that have happened under Christmas, "since the day he left Pencey Institute with a rejection in your pocket and no desire to make this known to her. The plot is all here, narrated by the voice stands out and no frills. But are his thoughts, his angry mood, to go on stage. Why Holden is angry? Since you do not know exactly, each was able to read their anger and take the protagonist to "exemplum vitae". )

A Christmas Carol, Dickens ( Christmas Eve, the old Ebenezer Scrooge - a man greedy and unscrupulous, careful only to make money - Receives a visit from a ghost. It's his old partner Marley, dead for seven years and returned to this world to warn his friend and convince him to change his life. The spirit of Christmas kindness able finally to break through in the heart of Scrooge as to transform it into a tender and generous man, letting him find the love of those around him. )
SUMMARY Of course this is simplistic and makes you laugh, but if you were to paste the entire story does not end up the most. You know, that story is with the ghost of Christmas past, present, and that of the native home of the future ! Sure we all know, but how many have read it in full? (Maybe all XD but I was not the first ever)

One, No One hundred thousand , Pirandello ( Vitangelo Moscarda suddenly became convinced that the man is not "a" but "hundred thousand" , that is to say, has so many different personalities as many others give him. Only he who does this discovery really becomes "no", at least for himself, since it remains possible to observe how he appears to others, namely its one hundred thousand different personalities. On this reasoning, the quiet Genga decided to disrupt his life. )
Pirandello studying in school I had a stroke of lightning for this work * __ * I can not wait to get there in the list, to read it!

The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde , Stevenson ( The most original tale of the great Stevenson moves between the mysterious transformation, magical experiments and shameful secrets. In the adventure of Dr. Jekyll and fantastic Mr. Hyde duality of conflict and the metamorphosis of the very dramatic power load which opposes the universal good and evil. )

Frankenstein, Mary Shelley ( And here we all know the plot U_U )

The Madwoman of Itteville, by Georges Simenon ( readers often ask: what was there before Maigret? In this story of 1931 will be answered: if the Commissioner had not yet identified the person who would accompany him until 1972, Georges Simenon has in fact tried other avenues, other characters for the series. One of these is the Inspector G .7 - thirty years, red hair, the air timid - that is here to solve a very intricate matter, beginning with the replacement, and subsequent disappearance, of a corpse, and the center has a beautiful blonde, delicate and a bit 'crazy .)

Narcissus and Goldmund, Hermann Hesse ( The evolution of two very different' s emergence of two opposing and complementary make up the human being, the impact of difficulties, large and perhaps unresolvable, which accompanies the attempt to hold together these two poles, not to lose the completeness and unity.
All This, and not only tells us the tormented novel by Hermann Hesse. The work is difficult collocazione letteraria, sospeso tra la tradizione classico-romantica e le avanguardie moderne, di cui il nichilismo è la forma esasperata. L’autore si interroga sull’antica dualità, insita nella natura umana, tra ciò che è “apollineo” e ciò che è “dionisiaco”, per usare la terminologia tramandataci dalla cultura greca. I toni cupi e macabri che assume a tratti il racconto, la spiccata e travolgente personalità di Boccadoro, l’insoddisfazione e l’irrequietezza che lo accompagnano fino alla fine turbano e sconvolgono e fanno propendere vision for a destroyer of life and death as another way of being manifest, the great "Mother-Eva," generating and annihilating, that "he smiles sadly." And death seems to the author, only a liberation in this mystery that has sought to reveal the animal's lifetime, it is finally clear. )

also plan to buy Senility Svevo, because I'm fascinated by the figure of the 'unfit to live ! One who feels afraid and unable socially, and so we move away; creandosi this kind of armor to the outside world is safe not to be injured in any way, but at the same time feels the need for loving relationships, but the feeling of social failure even more dominant and does not feel able to fit into society so as to create social relations, the inept to live, psychologically, is still at the age of a child, and then seek protection from the outside world, which sees how cruel, closing between persons of the family, which he sees as safe.
In a sense it is a subcategory of the young child Leopardi, it also closes the "nest" family.


That said, I leave you in the hope that you enjoyed the post and to have given rise to some ideas in case you had not yet read any of this series of books ^______^
After that, I'll try to do some post inherent in the sims, because if you miss it \u0026lt;_ \u0026lt;I'll try to find the time ...
Hello hello! ^______^

Destination Announcement Letters

Ei fu. Because still, given the
mortal sigh, stood the bare

orba from time immemorial breath,
well beaten, stunned
the earth is the nuncio,

dumb thinking man's last hours
fatal nor
knows if a similar footprint
footer deadly
its bloody dust
will trample on.

brilliant in Solio
He saw my genius and Taqui;
when, instead assiduous
fell, and lay resources,
of a thousand voices sl Sonito
mixed his did not:

maiden
servant of praise and cowardly outrage,
rises or moved to disappear so quickly
radius;
and melts urn
a song that maybe not die.

From the Alps to the Pyramids, Manzanares
from the Rhine, that's a sure

was holding the lightning flash behind;
Scilla burst from the den, from one to another
Tues

was real glory? For posterity will judge
: nui
chiniam the front of the Massimo
Maker, who wanted him in his mind of the creator

larger footprint print.

the storm and anxious
joy of a great design,
the anxiety of a heart that is
restive, thinking of the kingdom
and comes and takes a prize
that it was madness to hope;

all and felt the glory after
most danger,
escape and victory,
the palace and the sad exile:
twice in the dust,
twice on the altar. Ei is

He named two centuries,
against each other armed
subdued him turned, as if waiting
fate;
and fe 'silence, and sat down
arbitrator among them.

and disappeared, and the day in idleness
closed in so short a bank, a sign of immense

envy and deep piety, of
inestinguibil
and hatred of untamed love.

How to castaway on the head and weighs s'avvolve
the wave, the wave
on which the poor, even before
high and tense,
scorrea sight to discern
remote shores in vain;

this on that ' alma
a combination of memories came down!
How often narrating himself to posterity
business
and age
pages fell the tired man!

Oh, how often, the tacit
a day die of inert
lie close to the lightning-rai, sen
her arms folded, stood
, and the day we were
assalse to recollect!

and rethink furniture
tents, beaten and valleys, and lightning
de 'handpieces,
and the wave of the horses, and an excited
empire,
and swift obeyed.

Ouch! perhaps as much havoc
fell spirit yearns.
and despair, but it was a good man from heaven

plus breathability
pitiful air transport

and the launch pei
prosperous path of hope,
fields forever and premium
that would like to make, where silence and darkness

the past glory.

Bella Immortal! beneficial
faith accustomed to triumphs!
even write this, cheerful;
most superb
height of dishonor to Golgotha
ne'er be lowered. You tired from the ashes


disperses each estuary word
iil God that lands and raises, which
breathless and comforting on empty
coltrice
placed beside him.