Books mentioned in this episode: John Berger’s Ways of Seeing, Virginia Woolf’s The Second Common Reader, A Room of One’s Own, Italo Calvino’s Why Read the Classics?, Vladimir Nabokov’s Lectures on Literature, Forster’s Aspects of the Novel, Toni Morrison’s The Origin of Others, Emil Cioran’s On The Heights of Despair.
The Trial unearths a closet full of political, psychological, and religious skeletons. And Kafka’s existential and individualistic style of writing threads these dimensions together. He opens up that can of worms and wants you, the reader, to put them in order.
What you're about to hear is something that I, too, haven't really figured out yet. It's a process. The more I read, the more I realize what I don't know. That bubble of knowledge and understanding will continue to expand as my reading habits evolve. For now, this is what I know and it is from here, too, that "I know that I know nothing."
Mephistopheles, the Devil incarnate, strikes a bet with God. To lure a vain, scientific, and intellectual man, Faust, to become a beguiled and shallow captive of pleasure. In exchange, Mephistopheles receives Faust’s soul and allegiance. The exchange is greedy and impulsive. As Faust travels through these stages of exploration, he finds himself despairingly holding on his past self, yet impatient and greedy; in search for something greater, larger, something that anchors him to the ground beneath. A stab in the dark. Ironically, to redeem his soul.
Sylvia's craft is privy to her innermost thoughts, her anguish. Her inability to continue to live, to perceive, to form a kind of acceptable and understandable expression bursts forth in her words as well as in the spaces between them. I'm in awe of her words, her emotional and intelligent craft. A memorable read and never to be parted with.
Have you ever read a book that feels the right kind of nihilist, perhaps even cynic? Kobo Abe’s chilling and classic fiction scrutinizes a man’s suffering and reawakening. The most absurd and existential of catastrophes is the confrontation of your inner mind’s eye with your outer. This book is humanity’s letter of admission to the world. It’s brutal and brisk in the way it breaks down superficialities.
His literary style is an epitaph written in bold colors; acquiescing an existence so enveloped in its own awareness. Chekhov has built up these thematic foundations through which he creates conflicting stories. It's difficult to gather the depth and essence of literature without including Chekhov's contemplative contribution.
Nausea, The God of Small Things, Kafka On The Shore, Steppenwolf, and many more. Talking about some of my top fiction reads and authors like Italo Calvino, Haruki Murakami, Jean-Paul Sartre, and Hermann Hesse.
A deeply disturbing story that evolves through time as it shifts and surpasses the boundaries of literary worlds. What if what we perceive as the boundaries of our objective universe isn’t the only space we inhabit? The story of Perfume delves into the crux of the matter.