Me and My Friends: The Book of Us by KlutzReading has always been a sort of escape from reality, the moment in which I can reach inner peace and well being. Today I want to share with you what I understood about books and why they can truly be our best friends! You can read whatever you want without feeling judged by your book! Whether you are traveling, waiting for your turn at the post office or just home alone, reading can bring you a lot of company! In silence or in chaos, a book can make you feel less alone. Basically: if you read, you learn! And sometimes we find in a book the same exact story that we are living.
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Plenty of important people think friends are important. Thoreau points out, transcendentally, that to say that a man is your friend, means no more than he is not your enemy. He might also have said just plain strange. All this fussing to define it seems, on the one hand, to suggest that friendship makes us more nervous than it makes us happy. On the other hand, the instability of virtually all definition seems to make of friendship a mystery that resolves itself, finally, into an uneasy silence.
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Reading is typically an activity done in solitary, right? Reading can be an activity you do with a friend, much like Zumba or brunch. All you need is the same book. You can really read almost anything with your bestie: crime noir , celebrity memoirs, investigative journalism that explores juicing culture. However, here is a list of books that not only cover friendship, but fiercely embrace loyalty, success, love, commitment, and the way the people in our lives change us and shape who we are. This story is so emotional, so honest and piercing, I had to text all my friends to read it. Click Here to Buy.
A number of modern novelists have remarked on the profound oddity — or "madness", as Henry James among others once described it — of the way in which a novelist becomes inhabited by persons and voices. Rather than regarding creativity as a benign or even divine form of inspiration, several have gone so far as to label this state of receptivity as a form of mitigated psychosis. Edward Albee calls it "controlled" schizophrenia , while EL Doctorow prefers the qualifier "socially acceptable". I suspect neither of them has much experience of real schizophrenia, of the relentlessness and the terror of being inhabited by voices that are neither summoned nor biddable. But what about the experience of the reader, who is also invaded by voices? They are not of his own making. In spite of all post-structuralist argument to the contrary , the reader is not the maker of what he experiences: he is subjected to his author, imposed upon, invaded, possessed.