This came from a discussion about films tonight (Withnail and I of all things) but, to ask the book question - which book could you imagine not having read and your life would be poorer for it. Not reccommendations, not favourites, but some that have become part of you, that you carry with you in some way?
For me it's often ones I've read only once and never returned to, which is unusual for me, as I'm an inveterate re-reader.
For me:
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. I don't, especially, like it, but some of its feel soaked into me, particularly the being and not the doing of life.
The Deptford Trilogy - a sense of mystery, of the hidden veils bacame part of me.
The Snow Goose, just I could never, not have read it, or Gallico
Yeats, in my Irish little soul
Long Day's Journey Into Night, in my soul, as is Playboy of the Western world and Waiting for Godot.
Sff: Dune, Starbeast, Rama. Very little fantasy had made it to the centre that defines me I'm afraid.
I hope the thread makes sense.
For me it's often ones I've read only once and never returned to, which is unusual for me, as I'm an inveterate re-reader.
For me:
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. I don't, especially, like it, but some of its feel soaked into me, particularly the being and not the doing of life.
The Deptford Trilogy - a sense of mystery, of the hidden veils bacame part of me.
The Snow Goose, just I could never, not have read it, or Gallico
Yeats, in my Irish little soul
Long Day's Journey Into Night, in my soul, as is Playboy of the Western world and Waiting for Godot.
Sff: Dune, Starbeast, Rama. Very little fantasy had made it to the centre that defines me I'm afraid.
I hope the thread makes sense.