Young Writers Society

I have an obsession with classics and Philosophy.
So feel free to discuss your classic and philosophy likings

Philosophy - Kind of self explanatory, what ones do you like? What ones do you agree with/disagree with? Your deities < as in worship-wise gosh that sounds strange but hopefully you get what I mean.

classics---- Pretty easy really. Your favourites.

Then we discuss authors and philosophers.

authors - name the geniuses, and the idiots, or so to speak Don't offend anyone but voice your opinions.

philosophers --- which are prodigial and which are stupid? You think.........

Personally I adore Jung (and yes I am only thirteen) what can I say, I have no life? I have abnormal interests? I am a freak? A self confessed nerd? An aspiring philosopher?

Actually I talk too much.

So you tell me your opinions

-Kirsten xxx

Me, too. You may be a freak, but I'm one as well

Have you read Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment? Great philosophical book about the affect of guilt on the MC.

I think you might like it

No, I've not read it, but it's in my house, actually I'm looking at it right now cuz it's in the bookshelf opposite the computer
-Kirsten xxx

zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance

and

stranger in a strange land


and


brave new world

I love Philosophy! I basically got interested in it when I read Sophie's World, which if you like philsophy, is a great book to read! I'm taking Philosophy: Theory of Knowledge as a class next semester. Anyway, my favourites are Plato, Kant and Descartes. But Diogenes makes me laugh! Philosophy is so fasicnating.

I think I read a book called Sophie's world by Jostein Gaarder (I think)

Oh! Descartes! I love him. >.<
-x

Did you know that Descartes had a thing for women with one eye? I think it was him at least. Funny things you learn in class. Also, I forgot to mention I love lots of classics too. I adore Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights and love pretty much anything by Jane Austen. I hate Dickens though! I don't know if these are classics yet, but Oscar Wilde's work I also love.

seriously, that's funny
You.Hate.Dickens? :'(
Oooh! Oscar Wilde. I've never read anything by him, well besides something that I read when I was in a state of semi consciousness, as in, almost asleep yet not. Let's just say I don't remember it

I hate Dickens as well. His style is much to dense and flowery.
The narrative is very dry.
I read Jonathan Swift and I found him more modern! (he's from the 1700's)

I have the complete works of Oscar Wilde on my bookshelf . I love him...

Hm... classics, well, I have quite a thing for them. I've read and loved all of Jane Austen's save for Mansfield Park -I'm taking a break from it. Wuthering Heights was alright, but Jane Eyre was fantastic. I couldn't get into Villette. Little Women of course, currently reading the third in the series, "Little Men", so cute! I Capture the Castle- is that a classic? Well, it's printed by vintage so I say it is -I cry every time during it. I want to get Bram Stoker's Dracula. And over the summer I read Tess of the D'Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy and loved it- except for the end. Mum wants me to read Anna Karrenina (sp?) by... is it Tolstoy?

Philosophy is good in small amounts, but beyond that, like physics, it gives me a headache. I couldn't get past the first chapter of Sophie's World, it was just too much to think about.

ahahah I know what you mean about small amounts, but personally I like lots, so my brain can frazzle What can I say? I'm obsessed

I love Jane Austen but I didn't like two of her books, namely Sense and Sensibility and Mansfield Park. I love Persuasion though and Pride and Prejudice and I'm pretty much head over heels in love with Mr. Darcy.
My favoirte book is Les Miserables by Victor Hugo. It's a masterpiece! The characters themselves can only be made by a genius!
Oh and there's another one I really like, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court by Mark Twain. I love Mark Twain. Thomas Hardy is another one of my faves. oh and of course, Edgar Allan Poe.

Everyone seems to hate Charles Dickens! *bursts into uncontrollable tears*

So, I adore Thomas Hardy, especially for Tess of the d'Urbervilles.
Charlotte Bronte, because she wrote Jane Eyre it makes her my favourite out of the Bronte sisters. Jane Eyre is my ultimate refuge.
Daphne du Maurier - Rebecca was astounding.
Leo Tolstoy, mainly for Anna Karenina.
Louisa May Alcott > Little Women was amazing. So sweet! I read it when I was much younger and still do.
A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett. That. was. AMAZING. Sorry for the Caps, but I am literally screaming. It's younger children's literature, but I am so not above reading it. That book got me through the hardest times, as cheesy as that may sound. Astounding.

There's loads more but I won't bore you. ^_^

Everyone seems to hate Charles Dickens! *bursts into uncontrollable tears*

Me doesn't hate him Sarah. Me just doesn't love him as much as some people love him, Methinks he is good but prefers some others more

Charlotte Bronte, because she wrote Jane Eyre it makes her my favourite out of the Bronte sisters

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Gosh. Somebody likes Wuthering Heights. Me, it dragged a little, I did enjoy it, but Jane Eyre was sooo much better.

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I started Agnes Grey, but I haven't read enough to form an opinion on Anne. Charlotte is, therefore, my favourite, even if I did give up on Villette (come on! Lucy just randomly decided not to mention that Dr. John or whatever his name was was her godmother's son! What's the point! That's pretty much where I stopped, I thought, come on, why didn't you just tell us that?)

I forgot: EM Forster's A Room With A View. Cute, much? Possibly one of the most adorable things I've ever read.

I kinda want to get into Victor Hugo, but he can wait. After Dracula, I have Forster's A Passage to India and Mansfield Park lined up, and then I think I want to read Frankenstein -apart from, of course, the more recent books on my agenda.

Dracula is so good, I love it! Except it's annoying that Mina, who has done much more than Arthur or Quincey in trying to find out the bottom of the matter, is told to step back and let the men do the rest. Agh! Poor her. And surprisingly enough, Dracula himself has featured little since the beginning until the point I'm at. But some of it is really bone-chilling.

Oh, Tess! For all of you who haven't read it, I can't recommend it highly enough. I love it, and I love Angel *drools* He's like, my Mr. Darcy (ignoring how he treats Tess when, you know...) but good Angel I love. Bad Angel, I still love, but get annoyed with.