/lit/ - Literature

Fucking hell. I just want some "soft" erotica (no fetishes or BDSM shit), but almost everything is for women.
I made the switch to amateur stories, fan fictions and light novels long time ago, but I want a real book!
Please help me /lit/, don't tell me is over.

>>20117084
would this book help me?

t.finn

>>19966290
There is no afterlife. Jonathan died at the start and the whole thing is just the feverish dream of the younger brother who's in the final stages of tuberculosis.

>>19863180
I am a big Mann fan, but it's not in print in my language for some reason and the second hand copies are very difficult to get a hold of. The first and second volume are easy enough to find; it's the third and fourth that are basically impossible to get a hold of outside of a complete set and they are almost never on sale.

>>19762992
Hanno's chapters were some of the most Literally Me things I've ever read.

>>19716808
Memoirs of Hadrian is one of my favourite books.

>But I hesitated still about where to place the tomb. I recalled that in ordering rites of apotheosis everywhere, with funeral games, issues of coins, and statues in the public squares, I had made an exception for Rome, fearing to augment that animosity which more or less surrounds any foreign favorite. I told myself that I should not always be there to protect that sepulchre. The monument envisaged at the gates of Antinoopolis seemed too public also, and far from safe. I followed the priests' advice. On a mountainside in the Arabic range, some three leagues from the new city, they indicated to me one of those caverns formerly intended by Egypt's kings to serve as their funeral vaults. A team of oxen drew the sarcophagus up that grade; it was lowered with ropes to those subterranean corridors, and was then slid into position to lean against a wall of rock. The youth from Claudiopolis was descending into the tomb like a Pharaoh, or a Ptolemy. There we left him, alone. He was entering upon that endless tenure, without air, without light, without change of season, compared with which every life seems short; such was the stability to which he had attained, such perhaps was the peace. Centuries as yet unborn within the dark womb of time would pass by thousands over that tomb without restoring life to him, but likewise without adding to his death, and without changing the fact that he had been.

>>19534959
Memoirs of Hadrian is a heartbreaking book.

More tragic than just plain gay, the Memoirs of Hadrian, and in particular the chapter about Antinous' death.

>Love, wisest of gods. . . . But love had not been to blame for that negligence, for the harshness and indifference mingled with passion like sand with the gold borne along by a stream, for that blind self-content of a man too completely happy, and who is growing old. Could I have been so grossly satisfied? Antinous was dead. Far from loving too much, as doubtless Servianus was proclaiming at that moment in Rome, I had not been loving enough to force the boy to live on. Chabrias as a member of an Orphic cult held suicide a crime, so he tended to insist upon the sacrificial aspect of that ending; I myself felt a kind of terrible joy at the thought that that death was a gift. But I was the only one to measure how much bitter fermentation there is at the bottom of all sweetness, or what degree of despair is hidden under abnegation, what hatred is mingled with love. A being deeply wounded had thrown this proof of devotion at my very face; a boy fearful of losing all had found this means of binding me to him forever. Had he hoped to protect me by such a sacrifice he must have deemed himself unloved indeed not to have realized that the worst of ills would be to lose him.

>>18130537
I loved Buddenbrooks. I identified with Hanno to an unusual degree. Always smile a little whenever I recall the nervous dentist.

>try to write a more serious scifi novel to be published traditionally
>contemplate on free will, morals, and identity through the viewpoint of surviving humans in a post-apocalyptic setting full of artificial life forms
>like the language, characters, and dialogue
>have fun writing it
>re-read after finishing the first part
>as a whole, it just feels like a blatant ripoff of Nier Automata

what the hell bros. How do I fix this?

>>17308582
>Thomas chafing more and more under his (ultimately forced) merchant persona
>reads Schopenhauer and finally lets go of his death anxiety
>drifts back into his familiar Lübecker patrician life out of force of habit after only a week or two

>>17242988
>the elegant alliteration
>the sombre final clause

>library ghosts keep haunting the YA section

I love Proust, lads.

>>16855377

>read chapter through a million times over the course of several months
>time to post it online
>right as I'm about to click post
>notice some super dumb, obvious mistake like a word missing
>random s on a line when I've hit crtl+s but s slightly faster than ctrl
>have to comb through the whole shit yet again

>>16375176

>>16288772
She just finished reading the Typhoid Fever chapter in Buddenbrooks.

>>16270584
>HEINRICH, YOU ARE REDEEMED

>Dein Engel fleht für dich an Gottes Thron, er wirt erhört
>Heinrich, du bist erlöst

>>15056675
>time becomes more and more compressed in the novel until a year is covered on as many pages as the first three weeks were
The horror of monotony.

>>14928983
I watched an old production of Die Walküre last night and I actually teared up during the final scene. It has never happened to me before.

>>14904362
>S. Fischer Verlag releasing massive editions of Mann's work with commentary to match the length of the work itself
>I can only read reviews of them in a swedish paper because I don't actually know german
Fucking hell

>>14475375
>That happened to me with Thomas Mann's books
It happens to me every time I bring him up.

>>14415485
Hanno's chapter and the following one in Buddenbrooks.