And no Inspector, no Rats in this collection.

:hide: Oops!

The pics you post are massive unfortunately. Don't you ever use a laptop or such like?

Don't own a laptop or a pc. I have a smartphone. Oh and a fairly decent coffee machine.
No problem Dem, thanks for editing my pic. Its just annoying that the tapatalk app which is supposedly designed for users such as myself is so poor in some areas.

Unless they are massive i'll leave them in future...just edit the sideways scrollers. :)

I hope you make a good cuppa. :nod:

Feel free to edit them down Dem. Reaps has asked me to before now but from a smartphone i have no idea how to do that or why they are so big in the first place.

FIGHT CLUB
AMERICAN PSYCHO
THE DEVINE COMEDY
COMPLETE WORKS OF LEO TOLSTOY

You obviously expect to have a lot of free time on your hands!

I've read The Divine Comedy (I don't know if that's a typo or if you mean the epic poem by Dante Alighieri) and something I feel I should revisit, having taken so much from it all those years ago. I'm pretty sure I bought it after watching Se7en and wanted to read the books which inspired John Doe. I need to give The Canterbury Tales another go because I really struggled with the language and necessary footnotes last time and gave up about a third of the way through.

The only (and I use the word advisedly) Tolstoy books I've read are War and Peace and Anna Karenina, which are both masterpieces, though I preferred the latter but thought the former, historical, and notoriously long novel was the better of the two.

I only bought them because they were cheap and yeah the poem by Dante lol

English Literature 'A' level, back in 1995, in the original language with no translation

" Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open eye-
(So priketh hem Nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially from every shires ende
Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for to seke
That hem hath holpen, whan that they were seeke."

Didn't understand it then, don't understand it now!

That's why I found it such hard going and needed to read the translations at the bottom of the page every other line. At the time, I remember saying it would be easier to read it was French!